And there it was in the test tube a glob of cells beginning to take shape
Thanks to AI, scientists were able to properly sequence DNA from an Ice Age primate and recreate a “prehistoric ape”
So now the DNA was retrieved from a hair belonging to the beloved grandpa now gone for many years
Standing in awe were a group of relatives remembering the man through so many tears
The kindness, humor, and the gentleness of the man would once again be welcomed into loving arms
The euphoria of the group exceeded any thought of unforeseen problems nor set off any alarms
The family would take this person, birthed from a glass tube and he would become the grandpa they all knew
But would this family be able to let grandpa acquire the traits of their deceased kin as he grew?
It seemed Grandpa worked the fields as he was growing up and tended chores on his farm
Now the fields were a subdivision and what acreage left was now a wedding venue trying to capture the rustic charm
Would not the working long hours tending the truck crops, the stubborn animals on icy winter days shaped Grandpa’s memories
As did front porch lemonade and pies crafted by grandma after picking berries
Would that time and place have an influence on who he married and would those memories be available now for the woman this clump of cells marries?
Passing away at an early age Grandma was barely remembered but obviously through his life was the woman Grandpa had chosen
Yet here they were oblivious to those facts, standing around the test tube with smiles appearing frozen
They would take this new human and try their best to raise a physical apparition
Could he become the same person that is buried behind the church as he makes this laboratory transition?
Only time will tell if a person can be recreated in the likeness of the memories framed on the shelves
Maybe AI is gaining too much power and needs to be reigned in as deeper into the theory of life it delves
An Observer of Life in Bad Poetry 