Robotics

Continuing with older poems, here is Robotics.  I have one more older poem then i will switch to a schedule of posting a poem every 2-3 days or so, depending on time constraints and whatnot.

Automatons in a line

Configuration of Circuits

All similar in fashion

Ruled by biased conduits

Void of Compassion

Existence designed by another

Agenda determined in advance

Androids of Repetition

Autonomy has no chance

“Unique” is fiction

Brand names printed

On covers of a machine

No liberty for individuality

Independence Obscene

Death of Personality

Walking billboards of business

One falls, a Surrogate fills the spot

No room for horde hysteria

This is the home of the robot

Welcome to America