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Hungry hue-mans were in caves driven to consume and feed a tribal network, we made weapons from stones because survival amongst common rivals for food was the need we set and met first.
The buzz of the animatronics, The tangled wires of the life cords, The light reflecting off the smooth metal plates, I’ve prepared everything for you,
A bundle of pieces; gears take over your heart. No flesh, no bones, just a pile of useless parts. Every morning, first thing, don't forget to press start. Otherwise, you are isolated- God forbid you're set apart.
Suppression is the repression of depression and you are a part of their pill,
From the outside Just another robot Going through the motions Stuck behind this curtain Afraid to pull it back I take a look around At all the other robots Going through the motions
A haiku... Robots rule the world Making decisions for us Capturing our brains No longer can we Live freely and humanely Prisoners on Earth What we created
They go through their motions numbly Like stiff, rickety robots without a care They move through their actions dumbly Like they could honestly be anywhere Yet here I stand watching them numbly
Original in Spanish:
Ring Ring slither into my seat like a snake Oh no! My teacher has seen I was late Did you have to walk all the way to school in the rain? Let me stop there I'm not one to bitch and complain.
(poems go here) The mother’s cold metal fingers Pushed the synthetic plastic hair From her daughter’s empty head The small humanoid robot whimpered The mother processed the sound