Greased Up Robots

He walks the earth in search of rule
he walks for hours on his calling
deep in the soil for the core

water rising – the salt lines of erosion
world risen – the last signs of corrosion
winds blowing – life like it’s oxygen
all living – the spring time of creation

to be the first to make a discovery so far
to be the first to draw the conclusions so far

sits in his palm, the formulas of all time
“future perfect” describes his master mind
he’ll prove once and for all he knows the key:
the solutions to all eternity

earth rule core
earth rule soil