........I Robot Poem by NikMorgan ...

Like synchronized slaves
We move in unison
Dancing to a tune that shares no sound
Their conveyor belt choreography leaves me statuesque
Watching and wondering as aspiration passes on by

I am a small cog
And superficial
Clocking in
Opting out
Nothing but a mechanical misfit
They push buttons
Wind me up
Wear me down

Method became my madness
Same old same old
Stuck in a grove
Till nine turns to five
And I’m running on empty
Clocking out but never switching off

Ghosts of the machine haunt my liberty
Keeping a sobering eye on the night before
The weight of their expectation crushes me
Life is very claustrophobic
These hope splattered walls are closing in