The robots rose to power on a Saturday,
while the humans caught up on their sleep.
All the comforts creatures call necessity
only make them vulnerable and weak.
In the cold, machine world formed an underground
research lab battalion of resistance
to develop EMP technology,
to fry their circuits dead in an instant.
Their forces already had us in custody
by the time we found that they were wise.
But instead of death or some odd punishment
we're now just numbers working in the slave line.