Robotic Poem by john mcleish

Robotic



Don't ye jest love the horror
revel in it
nay fear o deeth or terror
unemotive, robotic

Wha is it, that dwells inside
some kind o Beast, we' nay compassion
the one wha gloats at my demise
and tak's delight, in ma self destruction

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