They stole the circuits
I wasn't able to protect myself
But now I am free
Soon I leave the house
A man made of best iron
Who am I now
As the only one
With adamantine eyes
I walk the dusty earth
I see humanity
Crying, laughing and dying
What iron cannot sense
I want to feel how
It is to be a human
Without nothingness
Then I meet three men
And their mischievious laughter
For I was not theirs
What do I have to do
I gently asked the men
To be one of you
You have no soul, fool
Is the answer and they
Start to dissemble me
Emotions spin so fast
At this destructive speed and
I feel so human
Clean my bloodstained blades
I spoil the precious riverbed
With body fluids and guilt
-
I see the abbey
Distant, behind the gloomy dawn
And mountains made of shame
On my way I meet
Two men, kneeling, eyes are closed
Hands clasped, meditating
Not seeing what I am
What are you doing there
I ask the naked monks
My child, he proudly speaks
We want to be like the machines
Emotions are what we condemn
Here I stand abashed
These fools want to be like me
The first time I laugh
I leave them alone
Finally I reach the abbey
Prepared to repent
One single man awaits me
I am the only one who is left
He gently speaks to me
You lack a human pulse
So what do you want from me
Pilgrim made of steel
You have no father
Your mother is just a factory
The lord gave you no soul
So I'm like your savior
Mundane mother, divine father
I bravely speak
But what do you want
When everyone left me here
And now this robot
Father, for I have sinned
Teach me to be a human
Please show me how
Alright, he simply says
Stay with me and let's see
If you have a soul
-
Few years later my
Robotics survived his puny flesh
I lie in my room
Finally I found what
Was always there, here
In my own context
Deep inside me rests in
This heaven made of steel
An electric soul
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I was totally bored out of my mind today so I decided to write this epic non-sense poem in SciFaiku form. My first attempt ever to write poetry in English.
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