The Omega Project

give me a word
can’t hold it back
please say it twice
still better thrice
the liquid begins to ripple

on silence’s canvas
black white black white

give me a rhythm
I will build a bed
out of red spots

give me a melody
will fit it out
with strokes of blue

I love my tones, toys
I can play with
like a God

I will be both
I am the blood
that flows through
red and blue

the puppet now can dance
what should it do

will robot dance and fluently –
black white black white

Gray matter
energy converter

It’s the same