Old Meets New

It was evening and sun was setting,

Around the fire, some tribal were sitting.

Suddenly walked in a creature,

Neither human nor machine.

They were scared and jumped to feet

Holding arrows and fire, they were alert.

Who are you and come from where?

Saying this,they showed him fire.

I am man made machine...name Robot,

Lost my way and entered forest.

Accurate and fast, I work my own,

Can't go back as my battery is down.

Ha,Ha,v are God made self sufficient,

Take care of ourselves,so efficient.

We are original and natural, 

You are artificial and made of metal.

We are old and you are modern,

But at least have own heart and brain.

We are the masters of our lives, 

You are made to obey their voice.

You are controlled by remote,

We are totally free like birds.

Will show you from here way out,

If we are lost,can surely find out.

Isn't it funny, when old and new meet?

But somewhere in the middle, the situation is sweet.