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RoboWorld

Love,
A hallmark emotion
I have no love, not for you,
nor myself.

I am cold, a robot in this materialistic World.
If you can call it that.
I see Earth, trademarked.
Run by the corporate presidents
The sadistic controllers, who pull the strings to the minds
Of the people

Convinced to think we have choice
We have none.
They control it all, even thyself.
For I am a robot, in this factory run planet.

What you see, can be altered
Knowledge, only on the surface,
What they let you know.
Always plugged in, technology,
Advancements for us to ‘enjoy’, for them to abuse.

So I park into my chair,
Download the daily programming via Comcast,
and Rest my batteries for another cold day at the factory.
For I am a robot, as without truth,
Free thought,
Free will,
I am hollow, to be filled with what they provide.

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Comments

  • RVRFNX
    RVRFNXabout 3 years ago

    Seriously great poem :) Simple words forming a strong and provocative poem. Let us hope that we remain intact with our humanity in the generations to come.

  • Thank you very much, hopefully we dont further distance ourselves from what has shaped humanity as a whole.

    – Justin Karfs

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