A human looks at two PCs
The Intel Inside 386 and a Pentium
And admires the faster, better
And the more expensive Pentium.
A Pentium looks at two humans
One who is computer illiterate
And the other a program prodigy
And it works magic with the Prodigy.
A computer looks at another computer,
One that is faster, better, has more memory
It gets happier and asks if it can
Share tasks or store files in the other.
A human looks at another human,
One that is faster, better, or even good looking
It gets unhappy and says, "Why you?
Why not me, or the other human down the street?"
Don't worry; we are only human.
VCM
Early 1993
A breath of fresh air! Your poem brought back my lost smile. Wonderful reminder "Don't worry:we are only human"
powerful packing piece