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Synthetic man

Out of his mother's womb,
a slap on the rump.
The advent into the world is a hard bump.

Soothed by plastic,
fed by glass wrapped in acrylic wool.
a mother's warmth
and teat
were not his lot.

Quick he must learn
first to crawl
then to whimper
and finally to stand on slabs of concrete
aided by a metal push cart.