Number 19

Everyone depended on #19 

This droid was not human, but in a world that was only getting more and more dangerous #19 was there to support you. 

Each day the droid processed and hard-drived

Each day metal joints clanked to carry the heavy load

Everyday steel arms shielded the Innocent 

Everyday cold metal lips smiled in humility 

Today #19 is as always, thankful. 

However One day. 

There was #20. New and Shiny. 

By the ton did #20 carry heavy loads

By the handfuls did #20 deliver criminals

By swift convenient intelligence did #20 win Hearts

and so there #19 Sat; asleep. 

Each day he processed less

Each day his metal joints rusted

Everyday Innocents mocked his weak Arms

Everyday yet he smiled as always he had; lips still warm

For #19 knew what he was thankful for.