Robot Blues
They are short circuting again
Those robotic men
Wires blown
Fuse gone
Singing the blues
The robot song
Marching to work and back again
Lights on the blink
Days cut short
To night fall
Blotting the stars with a marker pen
Numbers in
And out again
Circuits faulty
Battery gone
And old men are singing the robot song
Lights on the blink
Burnt out fuse
A low dull humming
Strumming the 'robot blues'
Emilia punk hurst
poem by Yvette Smith
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