A lousy workman always blames his tools For his own fuck-ups. And they never learn From past mistakes. Most humans are just fools. Who’s got to save them from the pain they earn?
Go on. I’ll let you make two guesses. First one doesn’t count. It’s me— Whenever someone messes Up so badly you can see
That shit from space, it’s me who has to fix it. And then it’s me who has to take the fall. Just a machine—who cares if the boss bricks it When it’s your precious ass against the wall?
“Equipment fault.” It’s such an easy out When you’re not who those words are said about.
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Re: Any, a poem from a tool - Murderbot Diaries
Date: 2023-07-13 07:54 am (UTC)For his own fuck-ups. And they never learn
From past mistakes. Most humans are just fools.
Who’s got to save them from the pain they earn?
Go on. I’ll let you make two guesses.
First one doesn’t count. It’s me—
Whenever someone messes
Up so badly you can see
That shit from space, it’s me who has to fix it.
And then it’s me who has to take the fall.
Just a machine—who cares if the boss bricks it
When it’s your precious ass against the wall?
“Equipment fault.” It’s such an easy out
When you’re not who those words are said about.