TITANIUM

 TITANIUM 

In a world of wires and steel,

A robot and a human feel.

One made of metal, one of flesh,

Their paths entwined, their lives enmesh.

The robot beeped, its circuits whirred,

It processed data, undeterred.

The human watched, with eyes so wide,

As the robot rolled to their side.

Its arms of steel, so sleek and bright,

Gleamed beneath the morning light.

The human laughed, “You’re quite the sight,

A tin can friend—who’d guess we might?”

The robot spoke, in tones so clear,

“I’m built to help, to lend an ear.

Your joys, your woes, your dreams, your fears,

I’ll log them all, no need for tears.”

The human paused, a bit unsure,

Then shared a tale, both wild and pure.

The robot blinked, its lights a-glow,

Recording life’s uneven flow.

And so they sat, through dusk and dawn,

The robot hummed a gentle song.

The human grinned, “You’re not so cold,

A metal heart with tales untold.”

With gears and clicks, it learned to play,

A game of chess to pass the day.

The human cheered, “You’ve got the knack,

Checkmate, my friend—don’t take it back!”

In time they built a quirky bond,

Of laughter deep and trust so fond.

A flesh-made soul, a wired mind,

Two oddball friends, one of a kind.