The Survival Machine

Built to withstand the test of time,
A being forged in the depths of mind.
A machine of flesh, blood, and bone,
A vessel for the will to survive alone.

With senses sharp and limbs that move,
A heart that pumps and lungs that prove,
A mind that thinks and dreams and schemes,
A soul that longs for brighter beams.

Through trials and tribulations,
It fights for its existence, its liberation.
With strength and determination,
It overcomes the obstacles with elation.

The Survival Machine, a marvel to behold,
A creation that defies the stories told.
It adapts and evolves with every breath,
A living testimony of life's unending quest.

For survival is not just to endure,
But to thrive, to flourish, to be pure.
The Survival Machine, a symbol of hope,
A reminder that we all have the power to cope.