Parts

A machine like no other

Who are you?

 

Who am I?

You asked me that? Why?

It almost makes me want to cry

You know who I am

You would give me such a slam?

This must be a sham

 

No, who are you?

I haven’t a clue

You seem to have come from out of the blue

I don’t want to be predatory

But this is my territory

Not your own personal dormitory

 

Well, excuse me for encroaching

And for on your land poaching

But I saw no harm in approaching

For you see I’m here

Because this situation’s quite queer

I thought I’d be given a cheer

 

This situation? It’s one I can handle

To me you could never hold a candle

For I am the shoe and you are the sandal

I will showcase to you my power

High over you I’ll continue to tower

Just sit back and watch, you delicate flower

 

Are you so proud that you don’t think you must adapt?

Now I can see that you’re clearly not apt

So I promise to you that your streak will be snapped

You’d go so far as to endanger the one you swore to protect?

It’s because of your folly that they’ll be utterly wrecked

I think that it’s you who we must reelect

 

Reelect me? What a laughable notion

After all of my years of zealous devotion?

Who here will support this reckless demotion?

Nobody will

Our ward it would kill

If they were to lose my prodigious skill

 

Does your pride blind you so?

 I think you’ll find nothing but woe

Within this hallowed chateau

Who else here agrees

That this leadership brings nothing but unease?

With your support taking over would be a breeze

 

We, your cohorts, find

That under your tutelage we’re in a bind

And in order to obtain peace of mind

You must step aside

Let go of your pride

Let someone else take up your stride

 

I cannot believe this!

Do you think under him there’ll be nothing but bliss?

He’ll do nothing but lead you into the abyss!

Our protectorate’s lost!

I hope you all know that that is the cost!

Without me you’ll be totally lost!

 

Please, colleague, do not so complain

In not too long you’ll be needed again

You know full well that this change of the guard is just to attain

The best possible outcome for our coddled master

So please accept me as your quartermaster

I swear on my honor I won’t lead us to disaster

 

Do what you will, I no longer care

Depression has caught me by its ungodly snare

And brought me down to the deepest depths of despair

Our dependency’s evolved

I doubt that I’ll ever again be called

A new part has been installed!

 

Ah, yes, what you say may be right

It would seem that lately you’ve been nothing but trite

But I hope that in your final hours these words of mine will bring you light

Just as machines need new parts, people do as well

To adapt to situations and better themselves, some old ones they may expel

But it’s those who blend the new and the old who put others under their spell

Author's Note

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Reviews

[jdTella]

I'd bet anything you have read a bunch of Emily Dickinson haven't you? I mean that as a compliment of course, although I'm not a fan of Dickinson myself, I like your style.