All humans are geniuses at birth
born to roam, learn, and think free,
but for sure they will try to shape them,
into the robots they want them to be.
But they shall conquer the path they are strolling,
learning to spread their wings as they are going.
The powers that be will try to anchor them down,
even putting them under lock and key.
but they still do not understand,
even the strongest of cages,
can not contain; curiosity
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