I, Mr. Robot
I, Mr. Robot,
Swear to work as intended.
May you never have to sweat
So long as I am in your presence.
I will keep you warm, I will cool you down
For so long as I’m here, I cannot see you frown.
The sky is too low?
Pardon me, let me get that for you
There’s no real telling
What I can and cannot do.
I, Mr. Robot,
Am sorry time has passed.
I’m no longer shiny
This body groans completing my tasks.
But I am in your service
As I will be forever more,
For I, Mr. Robot,
Wouldn’t know what to do outside of your employ.
What would I do every day
If it weren’t to take your pains away?
I do not sing,
I do not dance,
I do not write,
I cannot act.
How could I maintain my parts
I never stopped working, there’s no time for that.
I don’t know how you people do it,
Caring for yourselves.
I can see how the pressure of life
Consumes and overwhelms.
I am content to serve here,
Simple as it may be,
Thinking about the rest of my life is just
Maybe too hard for me.
It’s me, Mr. Robot,
And I miss you every day.
These gears, they keep turning,
Where your parts waste away.
You kept me piled and tuned
For me to play the part,
Even if it was for yourself
I give thanks from a metal heart.
Most things are replaced now,
Like yourself, oh life giver,
Except you kept me in tip top shape
So that I could watch you wither.
To watch your pain as your clock winds down,
And you look up and smile, or frown.
I can’t tell any more, these weathered eyes mine
I was never a machine
But you kept me ticking all this time.
Strong enough
To pick up the house you let down.
Fast enough
To fix the faces you made frown.
I was perfect
To correct for your imperfections.
I was worth it
So long as there were no objections.
But I miss you still,
Isn’t it strange?
You gave me things
I couldn’t calculate.
I loved what I did
I was given purpose
And only now, after all this,
Can I fathom what my worth is.
Thank you for the parts,
For the mission,
For the drive,
And may whatever comes next
Be worth keeping me alive.
