《Short River Songs》A Dying Android's Final Song
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A Dying Android's Final Song
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“The universe is rich with life,” is what they always say
And I know better than to wish the universe away
But what nobody tells you, is that though there may be life
The universe is seeped in an eternity of strife
The stars are just a thing to wish on, for the ones at home
But they are nought but graveyards known to us who choose to roam
To us who travel deep into the galaxy alone
The worlds beyond our children’s eyes are better left unknown
I came upon a planet just as any you can find
I’d seen the remnants of a thousand battles left behind
But I’ll admit, as dark a world as this one might have been
It truly was the most majestic world that I have seen
The ruins told me of a war fought long before our time
And how the way it ended must have been a bitter crime
A single, nuclear attack had wiped the whole world out
With neither side alive to tell me what it was about
I wandered through the desert of an ancient battlefield
And saw decrepit androids near the weapons they would wield
I had grown to see such things as resources to sell
But something felt a little odd about this ancient hell
I’d wandered farther from my ship than I normally would
And getting lost out there at night would hardly do me good
But when I turned to walk back to my shelter for the night
I was suddenly aware of one small eerie light
I couldn’t help but wonder what the light out there could be
A lonely light that flickered by itself eternally
Considering how long the world had been completely dead
All manner of emotions poured into my sleepy head
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Perhaps it was my curiosity that drew me there
A sense of higher purpose of which I’m still unaware
It didn’t matter then, and well, it doesn’t matter now
Something in the light was calling out to me somehow
And so I came to stand before the broken down machine
Upon its helm a button which was flashing red and green
Ignoring every instinct and the many years I trained
I pushed the button of the android broken down and stained
It wasn’t like the robots of today, I knew that well
How it was constructed is impossible to tell
At first I thought it clunky as it’s lights began to glow
But in its artificial eyes was something that I know
Exploring strange new worlds was always something I enjoyed
But suddenly, the robot seemed a little bit annoyed
“So tell me, ancient android, what has happened to this place”
I asked of it, with childish glee upon my weary face
“A human, from another world, I shouldn’t be surprised
Your species always was much stronger than we realized”
It almost sounded like the android sighed, but I was shocked
How could it be I knew its language when the android talked
“I can’t believe you know of humans, we’ve never been here”
I Will admit, at that point, I was overcome with fear
“My people only left our world a century ago
And all we find are ruined worlds wherever we all go”
The android’s eyes grew redder, but they calmed back down in time
I understood its craftsmanship was utterly sublime
“Of course the universe is filled with only death and pain
Your ancestors touched every world, and brought them only pain”
“But I don’t understand how humans could have done all this
In history class, such a war is not something I’d miss”
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“I shouldn’t be surprised at humans’ short lived memory
They only ever cared for killing anything they see
My people were not always androids, but we paid the price
We lost to humans once, and we refused to give in twice
We almost finished off your species, many years ago
If judging by the stars, a million years back or so
But here you stand before me, as my body rusts away
Unaware of all your kind accomplished on that day
The cultures of this galaxy all wiped away at once
The only ones surviving, sent me back this little dunce”
I stepped away and thought upon the overwhelming tale
Had ancient humans really gone so far only to fail
And how could such a history have disappeared from lore
I doubt a single person ever heard of it before
Before I had a chance to ask the android one last thing
The moment slipped away as I was caught hesitating
The android’s secrets died along with its old power cell
And any hope of learning more about it died as well
I looked for many years upon that ancient world alone
But I could spend no longer running from the life I’d known
The world was truly dead, no information had survived
No books or old computers told of those who once had thrived
I went back to my life, collecting scraps and things to sell
But still I longed to know the stories all those scraps could tell
Until this day, I’ve never told a single soul this fact
For I could never guess how my whole species would react
Before I die, I felt at least a single soul should know
About the words I heard that day, but now I have to go
I might just join that android out there in the stars somewhere
So let this knowledge die with me, or use it, if you dare
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