A Machine's Purpose
Homestead arrival and
Another greeting by routine
The plan laid out
Simple and clean
Speaking with a thousand global voices
Yet immobile by man’s dues
Heroism through mesh culture
No discrimination
Knowledge of a nation
And of many more
Yet it has never been
And neither have I
A reflection of man’s imperfect perfection
Our games are a pastime
Not a necessity
We each compute importance
Mirrors holding mutual stare
Our coding wills it so
Organic clashes with metallic
The gears churn gently in its mind
The box welding them internal
Eternal
A machine with human influence
Infinite collective
All culture blending into one
Humanity
The Xbox One hummed to life
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