Robots Can't Adapt

Robots Can't Adapt

A Poem by Angelica

A crowd of mindless fools.
Laughter. Misunderstanding.
Staring. Name Calling.
Poking fun.
 

The one who strays from the crowd
Is caught for being different.
A freak. Weird.
Loser.

 

Clones. All the same as they
Pick on those not like them.
They torture. Shut out.
Disapprove.

 

Why be all the same? Difference is needed.
Some lead to great minds. New ideas.
Franklin. Edison.
Einstein.

 

Never changing. Always disapproving.
Difference scares clones.
Weird. Nor right.
Go away.

© 2008 Angelica


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Added on February 15, 2008