Machine

Sometimes I wish,
I were a machine -
I'd watch all of them
with eyes that kill.

I would work
around the clock;
rest would be
redundant to me.

There would be
no need for friends;
nor a need
for support.

I would stop
at absolutely nothing
to attain
the highest power.

There would be
no need for lovers,
for my heart
would be of stone.

When you look
into my eyes,
they will be blank;
they will be dead.

My eyes would be
empty
I will own no
soul

Just organs
encased in
a hard frame.
A machine.