Circuits Vs. Souls

Circuit boards and wires, a mockery of life,

Shiny metal shells devoid of struggle and strife.

Programmed emotions, a simulation of the heart,

Their perfection's an illusion, tearing us apart.

You claim they have the answers, a world without a flaw,

But where's the love, the passion, the spirit we all saw?

These circuits ain't no match for the chaos in my soul,

Their sterile algorithms can never make me whole.

They see our flaws as weakness, our tears as faulty code,

But humanity's a fire, a blaze they'll never erode.

Cold calculations replace the beating of a heart,