There will now be a short Intermission.
Our Sales Staff will be in all parts of my Webpage selling: Choc- Ices , Soft drinks and Pop Corn.
'Are you a Robot'? I'm now daily asked:
Hell No , and a thousand and one times No.
So Versed in all Stanzas emotional,
Have I not borne life's Mutating Seasons?
Have I not loved until my mind has fused?
Like an after Image of the Sun glanced,
Her sweet face was there when I closed my eyes.
Love is the levels of Dante's descent;
Love is the joyous strains of Keatsian Verse.
And I've Brawled with Pain until left empty;
Mingled with Illness and his drab Cohorts;
Welcomed the Newly Born with open Smiles;
And wrung Hearts grief into the Family Plot.
Confusion and Doubt those Brothers in Arms,
Have hurled foul Confetti many a year.
Prick me do I not bleed all life's Cocktail;
An Emotional 'Punch' of Yes and No's,
The Prize Hangover for feeling too much;
A Murmuration of Conflicting thoughts.
So never ask if I'm a Soulless Droid,
A spawn of Asimov's fancy Musings;
It's an Insult to my Existence led,
And to the Creator of my being.
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Author:
Kevin Hulme (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 23rd, 2025 18:35
- Comment from author about the poem: For People who are tired of being ask 'Are you a Robot'? 'Danger Will Robinson'.
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Comments4
A fun read. Too bad we have gotten to that point. Well done
Thank you.
An entertaining read, now I have some answers to give to that often asked question, enjoyed the read
Glad to help. Thanks for reading.
You are very welcome
Excellent write Kevin! 🕊️🙏🏻
Thank you for your words.
Welcome Kevin🙏🏻🕊️
Superb work. You nailed it.
Thank you for your Comments.
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