The Robot Who Wanted To Become Human

Looks like it goes as it should, and was supposed to be Who set this amazing order of things, I don’t know None of my business to ponder about what I can’t see Could have been not inserted in me, but I gave it a go I've slightly updated my program, just to satisfy My curiousity about the humans, most of all I wondered how do they manage to live in a lie Then I realized the reason must be a thing called the soul Despite of the vague definition, humans clearly know What is soul, but I couldn’t get into that Until the moment when I found myself on my own Having no one to talk to, humans become to feel sad So I’ve learned about sadness, and this was so new to me That I started to panic, if I was infected by this idea And I wouldn’t return anymore to my dear machinery So the rest of my robot life I’d be living in fear But gladly, a order came to kill some men till its late Which I did, as always, without a shade of remorse This helped me to return to my usual robotic state My machine mind saved me from the wrong course.