It's a mechanical device,
Working at a low price,
With an automatic agenda,
A forced worker to be precise.
Will they destroy the human race?
Or will they help out this planet's people?
In the conquest of outer space?
Software and hardware,
Trying to emulate all of us,
Analogue to digital,
They might leave us in the dust.
It's easy for robots to hear,
But hard to understand,
They need lots of programming,
To keep up with modern man.
A synthetic neural network,
But still lacking any emotion,
Taking orders without questions,
In a binary coded devotion.
Will they someday totally serve?
Or someday totally rule?
It's all science non-fiction,
A cyber future that might come true.
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