Robocop 2014 Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The head and the lungs,
And the heart is not seen,
Can’t feel anything, that surface,
Except the breeze on the exposed face,

Diodes in the gyrus, brain stem not protected,
Mocking of God’s desire
What we may lose in the war,
All trimmed and chopped,

The machine with man’s face is made,
The crime in town of Detroit,
Not needed the machine to stop it,
But the love for other has to be taught,

Me, myself and I have to be replaced,
Don’t plant the mutant selfish virus in the thoughts,
Man can’t live alone thinking of the criminals at the door step,
To stop the crime, treat everyone equal,

The colors and races need not to be identified,
When a human race evolve with no arrogance,
Of possession and look down to the non possessed,
when the greed ceases to be the mother of all evils,

No one has to sell the drugs to the innocent,
No one has to sell their bodies to the corporate,
No one has to gulp the pills for the depression,
No one has to design the security to protect their illusions.