What ever Happened to Android 10

I wrote this pretty much when I was 18. It has some corrections and some words were omitted to make the writing a little tighter, but other than that it's pretty much in it's typical format.

There was a proud old doctor
 who was known by many men,

To be good with all machines
One was named Android 10.

She stood about 5 Feet tall
A perfect porcelain doll.
A brown haired beauty with cogs of tin.
She was said to contain a pure
Silicon soul within.

For she never disobeyed her creator
Even though her will was strong. But
She loved and cared for him.
Toiling all day long.

Then one day the doctor turned cold,
closing off his lab sealing door and
window, so that no visitors
were to be had.

Wild tales began to spread circling many a
house and shed. Claiming the doctor
mad and out of his head.

His colleagues often wrote that his new designs
Bought fear into their throats.

For they were of monstrous hulking machines
not the playful things of beauty  
Previously seen.

Hideous monsters devoid of love hulking devils that
Destroyed and drew blood.

So they dismissed his drawings as jokes and untrue
forgetting about them as humans are known to do.

Till one night around June the 8th the doctor was seen
Running madly from his place his cries made the
Curious gather round. For he had collapsed laughing
wildly in the center of town.

His last words were

“I am free of your torture I am free of your looks
with all of my brilliance and all of my books.
I can't figure out this demon i've made
who was once my porcelan brown
haired maid.

With that he died
an apparent suicide.

For his veins were full of a mixture of
arsenic so pure. That even in his brilliance the
Doctor couldn’t have cured.

The townspeople were horrified and
Sad fearing the lovely maiden Android had
Malfunctioned and gone mad.

So they chose a few of their bravest men
To accompany the doctor’s remaining friends.

Acting without logic and with the haste of men
They vowed to bring the maid to her end.

They trudged through the woods and came to the
Lab only to find the Android standing out front
And looking sad.

Her clothes were rags of the poorest kind and her singed
Hair no longer divine. Time stood still in the woods that night as
The townspeople looked upon her in the moons full light.
And when she spoke Her voice was dark, as if someone
had removed her silicon heart.

“Is the doctor dead”? she asked the wind rustling through the
tall grass, Her words so thin and frail as glass. They carried on
the wind and on down the path. While her ragged clothes caught in
The wind as if beckoning her that her suffering was to end.

“Yes he is,” thundered one courageous man. As he
pushed through the crowd and took his stand,

This is where the tale grows bold, and many different
versions of the truth have been told. Some say she fled and still
Runs the hills to this day. Others say the mechanical
girl simply walked away.

But I’ve typed the truth here, as it would have been told by
Any man brave enough to watch this story unfold.

For the mechanical girl did walk away. Back towards the lab.
Her steps were not weary as if she were glad . She opened
it’s doors with a push of her hand, and stepped inside ignoring
The lone man.

And when the men ran after her their eyes adjusting to the gloom
They found that the Android was nowhere in the room.

They walked to a table and turned on the florescent light
And all the brave men were given quite a fright.

For out of the unlit shade the light shone on the table where
Android 10’s unassembled parts had been laid.

All these things had been placed upon the table
Some long years ago. When the doctor
disassembled her and let her silicon spirit go.

A poem by Ruby Stance

Reviews

[Suchita]

Mesmerizing...Waao nice read...i was totally wet in the emotional flow of this poem... Lovely work...

[shoaib]

android 10 huh ? i think we will all have that running on our phones in a few years :) lol but seriously this was a great poem
thanks so much for sharing and being so creative with ur story telling

[.......]

All these things had been placed upon the table
Some long years ago. When the doctor
disassembled her and let her silicon spirit go.

Love you ending, This has alot of detail and imagery.
So very well written. Like the suspense of it.