I could change it in a day
And if I broke it's robot heart
I'd change it's mind to want to stay
Though, if I knew my lover's mind
Was not somewhat set in stone
There would not be a truth to love,
With any problem overthrown
So I would chose what not to change
(And I would make it simple grief)
So as to make our love more real
With troubles resting underneath
But still I'd know it was not real
The life it leads is just my own;
Though tools are not a part of self,
They do not make me less alone
In older age we'd look at life,
My senior skin not worn by choice,
It's programmed age would mock my own
It's frailty: just hoarsened voice
And in the light of mortal life,
I'd look at all that I had done;
I'd spent my time and love with this
And it had made what I'd become
And so, though I had made its mind,
Its learning changed that mind from birth
And it has made me who I am:
I leave it here to watch the Earth
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