Machine

Sometimes I wish I were a machine

aloof, alone, indifferent but serene

free from anger, boredom or fear

distant from all, having no one very dear

devoid of feelings or cravings of any kind

i would have had just rules, guiding my foolproof mind

I would have had no yearnings to grow

for the world to be a stage or for being an actor in the show

I would have had clear algorithms to run

i might have given some core dumps, but only for fun

I would have been alone i know

but things would have been so much better

no unnecessary diversions no useless chatter

only set rules, guarding my limited intelligence

no bending of protocols, no more ambivalence

nobody would have been close, no one too far

no bonds would have broken, no relationship had turned sour

i would have followed my path with flawless precision

not being subdued by feelings, while making any decision

how wonderfully would I have fulfilled my purpose,

how well would I have enjoyed my solitude

how selflessly would I have performed by duties,

how honestly would I have expressed my gratitude.

how peaceful would have been such a life

how painless would have been death

how silent would have been the departure how patient each breath