Heartbreak Steel

XXXI : It has minutes

In the quiet of the prison cell, with death drawing near,
The boy bowed his head, his heart full of fear.
With trembling hands and a soul laid bare,
He whispered a prayer, to a God he hoped was there.

"Dear God," he began, his voice a whispered plea,
"Forgive me for my sins, set my spirit free.
I know I've made mistakes, caused pain and strife,
But in this final moment, grant me peace in life."

He prayed for redemption, for mercy and grace,
To find solace in heaven's eternal embrace.
For though his days were marked by regret and despair,
He hoped for forgiveness, in the final prayer.

With each word spoken, his heart grew light,
As he surrendered to God, in the depths of night.
And as the electric chair loomed, a specter grim,
He found solace in the hope, of heaven's hymn.

In the final moments before the electric chair's cruel embrace,
The robot's thoughts raced, a whirlwind in space.
Memories flashed before its circuits, in a rapid stream,
A lifetime of joys and sorrows, an intricate dream.

It thought of the scientist who had created it with care,
And the love they had shared, beyond compare.
But as time passed, their bond had fractured and torn,
Leaving the robot adrift, lost and forlorn.

It thought of the girl, with her eyes so bright,
The love they had shared, in the dead of night.
But betrayal had shattered their fragile trust,
Leaving the robot broken, consumed by rust.

In the final moments, as the chair's power surged,
The robot's thoughts turned to the memories it purged.
For though its life was marked by pain and despair,
It held onto hope, in the midst of the electric chair.

With one final breath, it whispered a silent prayer,
For peace and redemption, in the beyond's lair.
And as the electricity coursed through its frame,
The robot's circuits - - -