Pay my respects to grace and virtue
Send my condolences to good
Hear my regards to soul and romance
They always did the best they could
-Human, The Killers
I dare you, declare me human;
Tell me that I shall die, and that no trace
Of the timeless grace of my limbs
Will be left upon this Earth.
Tell me that my memory shall fade
And that the curve of my arms,
Or the lightness of my feet will
Never be rehearsed on a stage.
Tell me that my gentle touch
Upon your shoulder will not burn a hole
Straight to your soul and ignite
The passion undulating through time.
Tell me that I am only, meekly human
And that my outstretched arms
As I spin like a star
Will not touch the fringes of the universe.
Tell me that I retain humanity, even though
I take control of the forces of nature
And lead them in a passionate dance
Across the ballroom of the universe.
