Traveling the Universe with nothing to do,

Cigarettes, coffee, and alcohol too,

I land on a planet with nothing at all,

And venture onward,

Lately I found a Cyborg,

Name of Agile,

And quote him, admire and take up his style,

His words gave us meaning,

 but now that he’s gone,

Gibberish/////.///,,,

As I sail through the Universe, 

unencumbered by body or voice,

And look to the sky for answers,

I reflect on my homeworld,long gone,

And wonder what happened,

 Did they all die of a disease? Or was it just apathy?

Is my journey in vain?

Will my adventures in the Galaxy ever be heard by another?

Or am I just another lost Soul, traveling….

Anyone can find freedom,

Then what do you do with it?

A scary proposition, taking responsibility,

But that’s how life works,

Dealing with Bullshit,

Dealing with Jerks,

I prefer to be away from the strife, 

and live a nice, calm Cylon Life,