Zeros and Ones

Silently speaking in zeros and ones
Heads bowed down like the mind weighs a ton
Engrossed in another world made of silver and chrome
Buzzing and humming like freshly programmed drones

When they pull back it seems that life has returned
Taking in sights and sounds to reaffirm
That indeed we are human of soft flesh and bone
Unique and the same, both nuanced and cloned

I'm not cynical though, you should know that about me
I think the lines will blur indefinitely
I accept the uncertain, I don't know what's right
But I know not to let the zeros and ones in at night

The weight presses down, the tapping continues
To find those zeros and ones that haven't been used
We lean heavy on this automated crutch
Time taunts us, the ultimate judge