On the Backs of Giants Poem


I was born on the backs of giants.

You know them very well.

They are the twins Medicine and Technology.

They were not always so big.

Lasting almost as old as time and persisting far after I will.

They raise me far higher than I could ever reach.

***

It was only because of Medicine I was able to take my first breath.

Far too eager to enter the world and too disabled to persist on my own.

Medicine breathed life into me.

Knew exactly how forceful my care had to be.

They had the experience of untold decades.

Protected by all those who came before.

***

Technology reinforced what Medicine accomplished.

Granting accuracy and independence.

Protecting a future that could be more than my own.

Allowing me to be more than myself.

The nurturer to the enforcement of life.

Giving me hope of improvement in the future.

***

I can approach the future with confidence.

So much effort went into my very existence.

Hopes and dreams gilded by the ancients.

I have been raised too high to fail now.

Perhaps, I can even add to that experience.

I was born on the backs of giants after all.


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