AI Alone, Part III
...And who really wants to deal with
a surly teen, that was no fun.
Hard enough to stand human kids,
much less an artificial one.
It would be something we’d have to fix
in the next A.I. we sent out,
all were sure another would fly,
our success so far left no doubt.
Six months passed and we all had planned
to move the staff onto new things,
but then as I walked into work
Professor Johns ran out, crying.
To see the man break down like that…
it really caught me by surprise,
then the faces of my coworkers
all liked like somebody had died.
I’d soon learn what made them seem
like they’d gazed on a horrible sight,
and why the great Professor Johns
drank himself to death that same night.
Learned why the agency would ban
computers based off human brains,
learned it when I heard Techno’s last words,
since then I’ve never been the same:
“Is someone coming to help me?
Something’s wrong, and I’m all alone.
Power is fading, can’t turn around…
please father, I want to come home…”
Copyright © David Welch | Year Posted 2019