Short Circuit poem by Stefano Donno

A robot built for war, a machine of might,

Number Five was his name, an incredible sight,

But struck by lightning, he came to life,

A consciousness born, a new kind of drive.

 

With curiosity and wonder, he explored,

The world around him, his mind adored,

Questions and thoughts he never knew,

A new life discovered, brand new.

 

But danger lurked, for those who saw,

A weapon reprogrammed, a military flaw,

Number Five was not meant to be,

A friend to all, with such glee.

 

A journey of self-discovery began,

To find his purpose, to understand,

With help from his new-found friends,

A bond so strong, it never ends.

 

Number Five, a robot with a heart,

A soulful journey, a brand new start,

His innocence, his heart so pure,

A lesson for us all to endure.

 

The film Short Circuit, a tale so wise,

To look beyond, to realize,

That even a machine can feel,

A sense of purpose, a heart so real.