Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Weary Warrior

A warrior armed to surface bound

To try to find some food I need.

I've left my bunker underground.

Hot sun is punishing indeed.

At twenty first century end,

It's hard for me on planet Earth.

Powerful foes, too few a friend,

Life here now is of little worth.

I cannot stay up here for long.

They have surveillance everywhere,

Detection ability strong.

I have to constantly beware.

One of the last of humans, I

Fight the good fight against A.I.