Robot, Robot

(Apologies to William Blake)

Robot, robot shining bright,
whirring ever through the night.
What immortal hand or eye
could frame thy fearful circuitry?

About the Writer

Graham Seal

Once upon a time Graham Seal won the high school poetry prize – probably because he had more poems in the school magazine than anyone else. Since then he’s continued writing books, articles, songs and poems, many published, many yet to be.