Mortality means that you can **** my body
With unlimited weapons.
Nature. Technology. Man.
All would end me
In minutes
In seconds.
Living is dangerous;
I can die just trying to survive
Without even recognizing my struggle.

In a sense, I am the least powerful thing in existence.
I am slowly rotting away as I write...

Nothing can stop it
And that is the beauty
And the cost
Of being human.
That is the beauty and the cost of being free.