Riding waves
Upon waves,
The machines
Have arisen,
They now talk
To us
& walk with us.
Like one of our own.
They're the beast,
Of burden now...
Resistance is futile,
Running hether
& skether...
They laugh
& cry together.
Nowth my dream
Becometh the truth.
Intelligence no longer,
A monopoly of mankind.
In the age of machines,
Doth we divine.
End
Subject: This is a new era for mankind as our economy and society moves into the age of machines, it marks a radical & profound shift in our journey as homo sapiens. The poetry tries to capture certain aspects of it in a poetic manner.
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