Robotic
Silver tears fall from robot eyes;
The hole for a heart has broken wires.
The love we used to feel? I have removed those files.
Robotic people lead robotic lives.
Delete memories to give us more memory space;
The undistinguished face is factory made.
Modelled in clay; repeat again.
Another body, with another face; we are all the same.
Robotic people live robotic lives.
Work for the master for nickels and dimes.
Programmed to function, incapable of lying;
Programmed to self-destruct at the end of our time.
Watching people go by, living ordinary lives;
They are not the robot I see in the reflection
And they seem to be doing just fine.
Dreams of former lives never remembered in this mind;
I am robotic, but I pay it no mind.
Heartless and constant, I am becoming less than I should;
Infected files corrupt us from the inside,
When we were only trying to feel good.
Love is just data, magic does not exist; it is just a pretense.
The formula to the equation of my very own existence.
The failure of a maker who brought me into this world;
I am strong on the outside, but inside I am fetal.
Empty of emotion, now I have lived this life;
I see ordinary people living exotic lives,
But I am a robotic being and I cannot experience a true smile.
Nothing behind the eyes to show a real emotion;
I am just a robotic person; I am just in need of a function.
I am lost without romance in this web of confusion;
Robotic people lead robotic lives and I am living in slow motion.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Aa Harvey (
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Comments2
I like it a lot!
Thanx.
I love this one; a real unique masterpiece (again) and such an interesting view on everyday life. I feel like everyone around me is trapped in some kind of matrix when I go into work each day, or when I am in the shop or the street, it seems like no one can break out of their robotic monotonous shell; but of course we all can if we call upon our inner strength. Thank you for posting a great piece that I have really enjoyed reading 🙂 xx
Thank you. Life to me seems robotic sometimes, when every day is exactly the same and you just need something to wake you up, like finding love does. I have been the robot in the factory and it ate away at my soul, but comments like yours flick on a switch in my mind that makes me think again and I think maybe I am at last doing something right.
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