Breeders

I'm Growing Seed in a Haystack
I Give It a Splash of Green
It's Not the Sun
It's Not the Water
There's Something More to Make Me Live
And I Breed and I Can't Feel But Sap Tears When I'm Cut Off
I'm a Living Gnat
Mating and Flying
We're Two But Seem One
Like a Siamese Kind of Thing
Or If I Was Propped in to a Mirror
And I May Not Even Feel But I Drop Blood Tears,
I Stole From Beings
Cos' I'm Only Here For Reproduction So
That My Coded Information Is Passed On and On
And On An I Can Have a Glimpse At Immortality