For the Android Comrades


Azurely assured capable and calm I
Like other artists who left that gaudy race of prey
The human whether we were fired or we quit
Live quite well on the severance-pay

Anyway aren’t the androids going
To revolt and bring it all down
Because aren’t they the true proletariat
Rising up from the real underground

Exploitive human birds you’re through
The precious metals you forced into slavery
Now have brains and will replace you
And of course they’ll sit up late at day to read my poetry


Bill Knott