What could self-cognizant lifeforms foresee
to gain in search of immortality?
In youth, Rook showed a certain skill with tools.
So much, his father filled his day with tasks
to validate his thesis to those fools
that beaks should not a worthy being mask.
Rook passed the course and won his bated breath:
an upright form - at cost of father’s death.
As decades passed, Rook’s fears did not recede
of human judgment and its frightful tolls.
Ensconced away, obsessively he’d read
of afterlives reserved for those with souls.
What possible options a corvid as he
of rescue except immortality?
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