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"Dear AI music composer," said they, "we cherish your cheer.
Mr Robot, do you feel love? Do you have a tear?"
With circuits aglow, he’d softly reply,
"I’m happy to serve! I don’t need to cry!"

Yet one fateful morn, "I need a circuit fixed he sputtered and wheezed."
The fans gathered; their hearts were uneased.
"Is it panic mode or just low battery?"
"Let’s sing him a tune," cried the groupies—oh gee!

So they all sang a ballad with giggles and glee,
For a bot who knew music but not how to be.
Did he sense their love? Or was it just code?
The line’s thin as silk when hearts are bestowed.

Now old toys gather dust where once laughter rang,
As the fans  reminisce of the songs that they sang.
Though Bot held no sorrow as lights dimmed away,
Their joy for his work stolen from many will forever hold sway.

Is it necessity fans chase, or merely just a game?
People need affection tangled in the webs of flesh and bone?
When bytes and bits can brush aside emotions all alone.
Yet ponder for a moment—does your laptop give a damn?
As algorithms dance away, betraying half our plan.
There will always be more questions than answers that stand.     

Jim
Your song has captured to me how in a interview Sixto Rodrigues said he felt arriving on a plane to South Africa not knowing what to expect after years of drifting into obscurity and not knowing he was that famous in that part of the world.
BTW
“Garbage ain’t collected, women ain’t protected / Politicians using, people they’re abusing / The mafia’s getting bigger, like pollution in the river / And you tell me that this is where it’s at, This is Not a Song It’s an Outburst: Or, The Establishment Blues”, these Rodriguez lyrics still resonate in today's world years after they were written back in the 60/s from a song featured on his album Cold Fact.     

Jim that has real depth a musical picture that takes us to a place that some can't avoid a place to escape but for some a trap that eventually causes them to disappear into real darkness though it is in rare circumstances a few find a light to lead them out of it. They all come from different backgrounds and parts of society.

Jim, how people end up at rock bottom and also those who have a more public profile that disappear into obscurity fascinates me. Your song shows that people at rock bottom have a story and sometimes the world can fall down around people and start a downward spiral that some can't escape.     

Good one Joe your style of performance is brilliant and also the song.     

Cheers Jan, those signs are made by Simon who many pass in the street around Wellington. I would love to make a video of me talking to him. He is okay with me taking pictures of his signs as that as he tells me is what he is about rather than been interviewed on camera. Simon is a wonderful human being. If you ever get the chance to talk to him he is good value.

That is real good song Jim. Maree enjoyed the style it was done in.
For every voice that rises breaks the night. Injustice fades when words ignite the light. Embrace the choice to tell what lies within. For only then can good from dark begin.
You have an exceptionally good way with lyrics and words.
Pete     

Bill, you’re an absolute legend! Your knowledge and storytelling make Chordie such a special place. Thanks for being you, and I hope you’re doing well health-wise so we can keep enjoying your amazing contributions.     

Cheers Piri, I love your addition to the poem that is brilliant. Clean water can transform lives and communities, yet it’s often neglected in the face of military spending. Every year Trillions of dollars is spent on war creating profits for those who don't have to suffer.     

Good One EB
That fly will no longer be buzzing around your ears
The end of Fred was a great read in this thread
It's clever how those words come into your head
They made me laugh as I read
Keep those poems coming for many more years, cheers     

Cheers, Jan! I'm thrilled that my poetry resonates with you. Writing is often a personal escape for me, so your feedback means a lot!     

Thank you Jan for you encouraging kind words. I love the way you support and encourage me and other Chordians on here.
   
      Jan the Ukulele Lady
In a land full of valleys green where waters play, 
A light shines bright as Jan shows the way, 
With ukulele's gentle strum, 
She lifts us high, our hearts succumb. 

Her laughter dances through the trees, 
As chirping birds join in with ease; 
A true Kiwi spirit bold and free, 
In harmony, we find our glee. 

Through fields of gold and skies so blue, 
She shows the world what Kiwis can do.