POETRY RANDOM THOUGHTS AND STUFF LIKE THAT…
Written 5/2014
Even robots cry
To dance through a metals wave
To bend iron cast down
Built ships through this junk filled maze
Awaiting rust
Standing still from yester years decay
Rainbows have rain
Rain has dirt
But robots have people
Who feel nothing
Even when they hurt
Even robots cry
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Awwww, you are such a sweet n kind hearted to think and ink such great thoughts. Loves dearest one. I Loved it so much ❤❤👌👌👌
Thank you Suma!!! ❤
So good, love this! 💝
Thank you ❤
Love the perspective. AI that feels.. almost sentient. Very creative approach. 💜
Even the strongest person has feelings even when they are carrying heavy burdens. Thanks for visiting Nigel ❤️🩹
A melancholy, insightful poem that may well come to pass. 💜
Definitely in this new age we might just see a Robot Cry 😊 ❤️
Very powerful, and distinctly appropriate for current times and topics like AI tech. Now I have to re-read PK Dick “Do androids dream of electric sheep?”
Thank you for visiting and commenting ❤ I'm pretty sure they don't need to count sheep to shut down lol
Powerful imagery created!!!
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“Even robots cry”…this really got me.
Me, I am the robot 😭
No, you’re not Sis. You’re human, you’re just being strong–and it’s really a beautiful thing. But maybe, just once a while(for the soul’s relief), please, let those tears out, and if ever you let those tears out, please do well to shed them before God in prayers, He’ll catch them halfway through the fall, wipe your teary eyes, and pat you on the shoulder, saying “My daughter, I acknowledge those tears, cheer up, I got you.”✊🏿
This may sound more of a digression, but I’m sure, someone may need this.🙇🏿♂️
❤️🩹❤️❤️🩹 Thank you so much. God is a great healer of hearts 💕
God bless you, and keep you more, Sis.😊