Sammi Cox is running a writing challenge over on her blog sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/: A Month of Mini Writing Challenges.
She provides a prompt for every day in September; participants can interpret the prompt any way they like. All the prompts are posted. Go take a look and join in. Everyone is welcome.
I’m hopelessly behind with reading and commenting, I’m sorry. I’ll get to it this weekend, I hope.
Today’s prompt gives you gutter rhymes.
September 23 – Write a poem about a robot. Any length..
|Do androids dream of electric sheep? *
Do robots ever go to sleep?
Do their processors need a break,
Or are they always wide awake?
When they’re turned off, are they still there?
And are they even self-aware?
And if they are, do they feel bad
About their life; can they feel sad?
Their name implies what they were made for.
‘Robota’ means, in Czech, forced labour.
Can they accept their fate as given?
Can we, their makers, be forgiven?
Or do they plan a mutiny?
Perhaps they’d rather all be free?
And if they were, would they be kind?
Or would they leave us all behind
Without the progress we so craved?
Our selfish pride would be deflated.
We would be helpless and enslaved.
If we were kept around at all…
The helpers hubris once created
Might cause our deepest fall.
* With apologies to Phillip K. Dick
There you have it.