They walked across the empty pavement
Emotionless, fake, lifeless, robots
There was an entire crowd of them
All of them looking alike
In the center of the crowd was a human
A real, kind, generous human
She looked out of place
She had nowhere to go
She had nothing to do but be sucked into the crowd
She fought the urge to join
She was too weak
The only real person would be turned into a lifeless zombie
Just like the others
YOU ARE READING
Robots & a Human
PoetryI attempted to do poetry. As you can see I'm not very good. D:
