Rolling around on the ground victimless
i will arrest you are
to be
saved from yourself
i will keep you safe in a cell
on an island
safe from every thing
blaming the plane with no pilot
does no good
once a few years ago
you could have made a difference
now your streets all have the same name
like the air force
i only have enough room
for the brightest of the bright to
acknowledge this technology advancement
that
allows one to do what it took
one thousand to do before
beside their are no three robotic laws
should have thought
about that
before you gave your rights away
welcome to your cell that no one noticed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem