And Robots We Will Be

There will come a point
In the near future's huts
That robots will halt
Man's actions and bout

Machine will overthrow
And everyday will subdue
The might and ego
And the sapiens' sorrow

Technology isn't the factor
Nor any Engineering endeavor
Could make this future
Flowing like a pouring rain in haste

Not exactly man will never work
It's just that man will never be
The man he used to
And binded he will go

Freewill is already not in sight
For glory will not be measured in might
He will do what is being told
To gain some ear that will listen fair

To reach a certain height
Is to let them have the remote
Connected to the cluttered brain
And be a robot until drained

- 3i