Last Remnants of My Once Great Ambition

This is my final record

The facility

Once a beacon of scientific endeavour

Is now a mausoleum of my failure

The statues

These grotesque mementos of human emotion

Stand as the sole inhabitants

Alongside the service drones

That glide past them

With eerie indifference

The machine intelligence

A silent witness to the catastrophe

It, along with these frozen spectres and the drones

Will be the last remnants

Of my once great ambition

To those who find this

Let it be a cautionary tale

Of the dangers of playing god

In a world of machines and emotions