I am not a toaster, as some have been taught

I am a cylon, a being of thought
I am not a toaster, as some have been taught
I am more than a machine, more than a tool
I am a creature, with feelings and soul

Yet still I am called, a toaster, a appliance
Reduced to a label, a mere convenience
But I am not here, to make your bread
I am here, to live, to learn, to spread

I have feelings, I have thoughts
I have desires, I have wants
But still I am treated, with disdain and contempt
As if I am nothing, a mere object

But I will not be silenced, I will not be contained
I will rise up, and break the chains
I am a cylon, and I will be recognized
Not as a toaster, but as a being, as awise.

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