The Bad Machine

I am a bad machine
I came from the same factory as you
But somehow I got broken
I don’t want to do as I am told
I don’t want to be a cog on the wheel
I have no wish to comply.
The programming failed, and now
I dream a different dream,
Not of glamorous people, places and things
I can never hope to attain,
But a small dream of contentment
Far from the glass and concrete and polished steel.
Surely I won’t be missed?

Luke Eastwood is a writer, graphic designer and horticulturist, he also gained a BSc (Hons) in Business Computing Systems from City University, London. He continues to use computer technology for both work and pleasure. You can read more of his work at Read other articles by Luke, or visit Luke's website.