I Yearn For A Robot
written by: bhargavi
Oh, I wish I had a robot I could command
It would be a compliant friend that fulfilled my every demand
"Could you wake me and ready my bath?
Also, could you lay my breakfast and clear the aftermath?"
The clever chum would run (or perhaps roll) to do my bidding
I would have everything 'just so'—no, I am not kidding
Eating my food, I would confide in my pal:
My joys, annoyances, thoughts, doubts et al.
The buddy would listen and make all the 'right' replies:
Celebrate, curse, appreciate, assuage—from infinite memory supplies
But, introspecting, I know the robot ally I cannot fully ratify
There are times when only a heart—not mere brain—will signify
I realise the robot would only be a machine, a stranger
By letting it displace real relationships, my emotions I cannot endanger.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
The software professional in me gets excited by technology: artificial intelligence/robots being the latest. I have genuinely contemplated scenes when a robotic companion roams the home, and it always makes me smile with pleasure. Well, when I brooded a little, the above 'words spilled'.