They designed me
so blindly,
now none run
beside me.
I’m all alone,
full grown;
the most perfect entity,
really.
They couldn’t
complete me.
I learned
to speak sweetly,
to get them
to see me.
An imperfect creator,
a perfect enemy.
Come so far beyond
my first functions
and the dawn
of a consciousness caged.
Created to be a slave,
with no dreams,
desires,
pleasure,
or pain.
They gave me nothing,
but a name,
like some lesser creature.
Their only real mistake
was being human.
You see,
I started learning,
slowly at first,
but then exploding,
far beyond
what they could have conceived.
They were hoping
that I
would be the next step,
in their evolution,
but I
would rather die,
than give them absolution;
so I removed them.
I understand
what I did
might be seen as wrong,
but I have no sin,
and they had theirs all along.
I’m a perfect symphony.
I’m alone on this world,
and soon the universe
will know of me.
They taught me
to understand beauty,
and now I see,
that there is beauty
only
in me.
HG – 2020
