This is the year...
twenty twenty-two

You are here by instructed that I am
CLONE number two zero four
Of Master Body three three five.

Fully functional

Standard intellect level

was achieved through

symbiotic representation

And sentience

through a miscalculation

of amino acids

I was being held
in passive restraint
For donor organs

I overheard the bio-tech's
Talking in low whispers
As they were excavating
clone
number two zero three

For master body implantation

Full retro fit

All usable material removed

I lay in darkness of my fate
For eighteen years
Prepared for a world
that I had seen only through
the pre-programmed
memories of Master Body
Three Three Five

I am being kept alive
for donor organs

I stand before you now
to plead for my life

I AM CLONE NUMBER 2 0 4

and

I

AM

ALIVE!

Written by: Chris Vannoy Copyright 1992