Providence

Robots are modern day cousins of human beings For they share between them common bindings Both are programmed in a way to carryout tasks That is assigned by their respective programmer. It is providence that schedules all human events And man performs strictly according to the chart That is designed and planned for each individual With no scope for escape from the path charted. It is providence that propels humans for action And determines to bequeath success or failure A person succeeds when it shines upon on him And suffers, defeat and shame, when it frowns. In fact the possibilities are very diverse but real Those depend on planetary combinations above Which the programmer might have given thought And then authorize the destiny of talking robots. Thus humans are but utterly helpless pawns Moving on the chequered chess-board of life Occupying the squares according the program Monitored by the unseen hand of providence.