Invasion Of The Machines Poem by Charles Orwell

Invasion Of The Machines



There everywhere!
In your living room
In your kitchen
In your bathroom
Even next to your bed
Setting there motionless
You go to work
And in your place is a machine

You pack your things and say goodbye
But only one man is left
It him and the machines
He looks after the machines
And the machines do the rest
You envy the machine
He won't get tired
He won't complain
When the going get though
He won't strike for fair working conditions
He has no rights or feelings
You go home
You watched all the way by the machines
Now all day you watch a machine
Made by a machine
Which was made by...

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