Deafening.
Cold.
Inferior.
The same thing. Same schedule. Same treatment. That’s what happens here , when I open my eyes, a deafening eerie silence followed by the clanking of machinery. Cold hard stares peering into your soul analysing you but no emotions found. And the feeling of being inferior. Here in this hierarchy, humans come dead last. A close joke. A conclusion to the ridiculous story. And the end of an insult. Last, minor, second-class, nothing.
This intellectual city used to be so captivating, bewitching people worldwide filled with talent and integrity. Once a beautiful prosperous region that had the objective to be affluent; a vibrant home that sheltered all.
But not anymore.
A bitter megalopolis that was just once filled with this warmth but now segregated between robots and humans. Not a part of live vegetation found in this blanket of piercing metal. No one here is really conscious or bothered about the discrimination we face and to the people who are, they fear to oppose the so-called normalities of this indisputable city; leaving future adolescents a world with institutionalised racism ingrained into them. Nobody reminisces about the past because no one remembers the beauty. But I do.