Rust Never Sleeps In Machine Town

An old western made new but not improved

Rust Never Sleeps In Machine Town

(Android Life Tied To The Town Clock Tower)

Intelligent machines tread heavy on ancient dust

Streets vacated in history make room for bots

Above the square a tower clock holds power

With the motion of two simple hands it moves

Counts out eternity, motion, order and more

The last remnant of the biologic ones now gone

Androids pray to Saint Nano of the Seconds

May their subatomic quarks live on forever

Synchronized down to the fraction of divinity

Where particles take mysteries apart

AI has no choice but to look up at high noon

It is a western town with no cowboys or saloons

Two bright lights fashioned in their heads go out

Rust waits for them in the afterlife suspended

Something must have happened to twelve o’clock

As the time piece above the town strikes five

Hands no longer move and what else is new

When androids cry they rust in place

Perhaps Machine Number One stepped in

The Master Programmer planned the end

Nothing exists for miles around aside from dust

Ghosts fill in the distance between heaven and earth

Rust never sleeps when machines shut down

For creators of the biologic ones time runs out