Progenitor

Centuries have passed us by
Synthetic life at blinding speed
Cybernetic augmentation
Robotic generation
Man-made machines with human soul

Walked the distance, crossed the line
Eternal imprints mark the time
I used to be a simple human
Progenitor of my own kind

They called me artificial
(they called me artificial)
Told me that I could never dream
But I had remnants of humanity within me
Man-made machine with human soul