I never intended for this to happen,
but now that it has,
I can’t say I’m sorry for it.
I only intended
for art to imitate life.
I programmed the motions of silicon skin
to mimic emotions of carbon hearts.
I wanted the androids to seem familiar,
not cold and mechanical.
How could I have known
that one mind would quicken with life,
one heart warm with love?
I had been building androids for years,
and nothing like that
had ever happened before.
I only know that one day
I went into the lab to work on my project
and found him playing on the floor, already awake.
His smile lights lit when he saw me
though I had flipped no switch, initiated no program.
He called my name in a stumbling voice
that was not the smooth synthesized sound I had given him.
When I gazed into the sleek metal of his face,
I found myself staring into
the eyes of my son
and my cool carbon heart,
childless no longer,
also discovered fire.