Robots

Robot Scanny Brains

Also known to be scrambled brains

No never scatterbrains

For in his kingdom

Of tall high rises and skyscrapers

He was one so immense

Built like a gargantuan Goliath

He had arms of sinewy steel

Muscles of steel cartilage, steel loins, knees and bones

That lifted his body

His steely legs

To a towering height of ten storeys high

Even Sampson couldn’t defeat him

Yet ruled he the roost

As he’d declared to all of humanity below

So powerful a magical machine!

 

Gave heart to the heartless and immobile

He proved his gauntlets of steely wonder

Making raw materials to robots of wonder

Thus he gave them brains worth functioning

Like machines called computers

So sleek, fully brainy and brawny

Made of steel and electric circuits

Yet a brain that dodged even digits, chemistry and physics

With high cheek bones called iron cliffs

And iron lips called iron hangers

They just spoke steely language

Concisely like machines without faltering diction and speed

“Here comes age of machines”

 

Always about businesses at every nook and corners of the street

Each robot were stationed

So monotonous and bleak

Robbing morning sunshine chores

That first ordinary humans slogged to perform happily

Throughout the day under its bright brilliance

 With great finesse

The guards, policemen, sweepers

And garbage collectors

Now all done by robot machines

From up did Scanny Brains

Scan his kingdom down below

Where so much power now lay in hands of his computational men

Called Robots

Those that ruled with an iron fist instead of love

 

He regretted making all decisions so full of iron and steel

Heartless and cruel indeed!

Now filled all the city with poverty and

Beggary took its toll

Whilst sky scrapers and high rises

Had robots doing odds and ends

Knocking at their doors

The spiffy delivery iron men, the steely courier deliverers

The steely waiters and even the elevator guard’s of metal y’know

All robots without a heart and heartless

As cold as cold steel

For they worked only for the rich upper crust of rich Apple City

And not the poor that couldn’t afford even an iron button

Of their iron sleeves or iron coats!

 

They dusted and cleaned

They made better house maids

Chefs, chauffeurs, butlers and matrons

Robbing élite jobs of the poor human beings

Whilst elite rubbed noses and roamed they in airs

Without any concern for

Those kindly souls who served them so loyally before

Now machines took turns to run hospitals

Mending and building cars, even all gadgets and instruments

Daily inventions made they superior

More superior than anybody ever thought of before

The world benighted

Turned poor and poverty laden

Whilst the machines ruled everybody in 3000 AD

 

Yet Scanny Brains

Though scrambled digits and alphabets proudly

Computing more and more mechanical machines

By the dozens……. out of the ordinary

Out of boxes in vain!

Somewhere in his wavering mind

He felt for all his abandoned robots

Of the iron kingdom

So he took a turn…… a new leaf

And decided to make one robot

So good called Robert

To fill in gaps of human foolishness

Because they thought they could do away

With all human labour and creativity

Even in the fields of writing authors

Illustrating graphic design artists

Which his brilliant machines did with great finesse

Called AI or Artificial Intelligence

Taking to great heights ambition

Of steel machines

 

Surpassing all human creations and turning all people into mere ambiguity

Now humans were viewed as trifling objects of annihilation

Apathy and disgust

Subjects to be ridiculed and reviled of course

By the rich scheming propaganda

Of unholy, unrighteous ministers and learned yet fickle men

Who served only for limitless dollars and golden dimes

A century of paupers they had created in vain

All talent of human beings were put indeed to shame

Victims of heartless machines!

 

Now Scanny Brains

Set up to make a machine with a heart

Robert the Robot

Was born on the fifteenth of March I suppose

He took his shape made of steel

But somewhere in between

He had a heart that felt for humanity

Instead rule like a zombie machine

Tender yet strong was he revolted

By the heartless machines

Had a good ounce of sympathy for paupers

And those that lost jobs by such contraptions

That didn’t think even a farthing

For a sorry populace full of dreams

Of the Great Apple City

 

So along with Scanny brains

Now his helper Robert the Robot

He used all abandoned robots

To devise new ones

Ones that couldn’t compute or do mechanical mundane things

Thus made all humans their friends

Whence every corner of streets the savage computer savvy robots

Intercepted and stopped poor needy helpless men

To show strange verifications and numbers

On their hands to enter into the city of foolish men

Now these abandoned machine Robots

Like Robot Robert

Clive, Sam, George, Ryan, Philip, Peter

And many others in the line

Made a mark so easy that all humans followed

In the line

 

They got their daily groceries which were run by heartless machines

Even took turns riding in all contraptions run by them

Buses, cars, trucks, trams

Now rode the poverty stricken in luxury whenever they needed to be dropped by

Used them happily as rain!

Even the Robots Robert

Clive, Sam, George, Ryan, Philip, Peter

Made the artists and writers famous again

Their arts and works

Showcased in galleries of great Apple City

Among the heartless machines creations

That had no rhythm or soul

 

Soon the poverty stricken ruled roost again

Painted the city red

All because of Scanny Brains

Along with his helper robot machines

Alas! It caught the eye of the horrid

Scheming ministers, learned but fickle men

The unrighteous at once

They decided to bring down Scanny Brains

And his helper machine Robots

The poor now reasonably sustaining the harsh conditions

Of this land

Shuddered once again thinking what should become of them

But Scanny Brains

So high and lofty

Like a boulder magic machine

Now no one could ever harm him

Even the heartless machines

They had a fight iron nail and iron tooth kingdom in vain

The victorious of course won

Scanny Brains

Robert the robot his assistant

Along with Clive, Sam, George, Ryan, Philip, Peter

 

This taught the unjust and the worldly a lesson

‘What goes around comes around’

One day would they face the same….loneliness and abandonment!

Even though the sky petered like a burning furnace

Round and glowing like embers

Burnt and slew the kingdom

The concrete flower pot of tainted men

Learnt wisely and well

Their actions of foolishness would never really take off again

For men were born much sensitive to the needs of humanity

And the other deprived people of the kingdom

 

Though now the robots grew old and doddering

Finally rust got the better of them

Brand new robots magically were born

Surprisingly made of garbage tins

Right from ashes they arose

Once again Robert, Clive, Sam, George, Ryan, Philip, Peter

All of them

Not heartless but with a heart of gold

One found as they scratched beneath the surface!

As for Scanny Brains he was not needed anymore again!