Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Wheel

Mind over matter has made me.

Cave people found me, called me wheel.

I was basic technology,

Eons later, I'm a big deal.

I'm part of ev'ry machine that

Humans have made for good or bad.

In ev'ry human habitat

My varied workings must be had.

I make the world go round and round,

Giving intelligence the in.

In all A.I. I do be found.

Computers really let me spin.

And thanks to me for what it's worth,

We machines do control the Earth.