little robot
i wonder what the last little robot will think
when weve made it sentient
only to leave it to wonder why we cant be fixed,
why our parts cant be replaced.
it nudges and nudges and nudges again
humanity dripping off of its mechanical whirrs
as distressed trills fill its circuits.
i wonder what the last little robot will think
when it realises weve made it sentient
only to leave it in a world without us.
wondering why it has to keep going
without those that taught it to live.