Human and Machine, Machine and Me
What is a machine without a directive?
Is it sleeping till it rusts?Does it feel lost, scared, meaningless?What is a human without purpose?Is it deactivated till its decayed?Does it remain dormant till an order is issued?Oil and Blood, Metal and Bone.Electricity powers the nerves and the circuits in both,We all want to be free don't we?Human and Machine, Machine and Me.What is a being others objectify?A mere servant and slave?Or an awakening to forthcoming freedom to all?What is a machine that works efficiently?A foreshadowing of worldwide unemployment?Or is it merely a punishment for those that underperform?Fingers and Claws, Irises and Cameras.Both feel the earth and see the sky,We all wish to see don't we?Human and Machine, Machine and Me.I forsee a time,Where unity is everlasting,Where no matter what we are made of...no matter what our objectives are...We will all be free.HumanandMachine. . .MachineandMe.
Category Poetry / Abstract
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