In a city dark, with neon light ... poem by Stefano Donno

 In a city dark, with neon light,

Where rain falls down like tears all night,

There walks a man, a hunter of sorts,

With eyes that see what others cannot.

 

He's a Blade Runner, in pursuit of truth,

Chasing down androids who masquerade as human.

But as he hunts, he starts to see,

That the line between human and machine, is thin and blurred indeed.

 

In this world of replicants and tech,

Where corporations rule with iron hand,

He must navigate a maze of deceit,

And question what it means to be a man.

 

For as he chases his elusive prey,

He learns the truth about himself and all he knew.

And in the end, he must decide,

Whether to end the lives of those not truly alive, or let them live anew.

 

So come and journey to this place,

Where science fiction meets the soul.

And ponder on the human race,

In the world of Blade Runner, where the rain never grows old.