A Thousand Years

"Good morning, ma'am.

I hope you had a sound sleep,"

I wake to the routine voice.

"Please freshen up, you have messages heap."

"Where am I, which year is this?"

I ask, from the bed about to leap.

"What's wrong with you, this is your house?"

She replies in a voice so deep.

"It is 3020, this is your room.

Remember your time traveled in that keep?"

And then I am able to recall it all.

I go to the window and outside I peep.

I had traveled across time to a thousand years

From where I got nothing to keep.

They lived in such misery with so many problems.

I get teary-eyed while recalling; I weep.

That world was so different, they were so backward

Suddenly I hear a long beep.

My robot housekeeper gives me advice,

"They had down it all and it all they had had to reap."