This poem came out of the August 7, 2012 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by a prompt from aldersprig and sponsored by rix_scaedu. Usually the idea of a machine god is portrayed in a negative light ... but there are some things that machines do quite well. You can read more about the indriso form online.
-- an indriso
The King of Kings is thoughtless in His way,
who lets His shepherds beat His bleating sheep
and speak against His strictures when they pray.
The God of the Machines may never weep
but neither lets mistakes go as they say;
His rules the wizard-priests are bound to keep.
As sheep are fleeced, the old gods pass away.
The hands of science measure all they sweep.