An Animate Fool Poem by Stanley Cooper

Computers perform without a brain
I don’t know how they do it
The amount of info they sustain
I never could accrue it

They’re passion-less, and gender free
They never show emotion
Not one of them’s a he or she
Who could display devotion

I sit in front of one most days
For computerized solutions
To problems that have come my way
In need of resolutions

This pulse-less, brain-less entity
This hard-disc inanimate tool
Has software that out-thinks me
Perhaps I’m an animate fool