AI

sorenbarrett

Have we reached technology's dream

when you can't tell what's a machine

and what is a human being?

 

Using our laziness it has us seduced

like a drug instant pleasure produced

made us vassals our liberty reduced

 

From birth to the grave

to it we have become a slave

A cell phone addiction now we crave

 

It has made it possible to feed an overpopulation

has staid disease's decimation

weakening and fattening a whole generation

 

What happened to humanity?

Can't we see that technology

has severed the ties of family?

 

Facebook friends our time does steal

no sense of what or who is real

no tender touch do we feel

 

Our lives seem so complex

Cut short, conversations by text

Any social intercourse now vexed

 

Schedules, our time now controlled

to a keyboard our soul is sold

obsolete and discarded anything old

 

Our relationships with machines

myopic don't we know what this means?

We live only in internal televised dreams

 

Today there is no way to know

How far AI will go

or how humanity might grow

 

Without feelings or emotion

can we count on its devotion

as its master would we receive a demotion

 

They determine whether we live or die

They say that machines don't lie

But then they once said man can't fly

 

Are we not in our own form

nothing more than born

a machine who's blood is warm

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  • Firefall

    Your poem really captures the concerns with AI. Hopefully, it can be used for good and creative purposes.

    • sorenbarrett

      Thank you so much for your review and comment. Hopefully so, but I have my doubts. If you have ever experienced the frustration of being put on hold by an automated system that has no option to reach a real person.

    • ScottysArtHouse

      I’ve been saying this stuff! Great poem! Wonderful!

      • sorenbarrett

        Thanks so much for the review and comment. Yes it seems that man often learns too late opening Pandora's box. Look at the nuclear threat, let alone CRISPR

      • Bella Shepard

        Dear friend the picture you paint is frightening, disturbing and all too real. We have over time created more and more ways to to ease the burdens of life, making tasks easier; communication instantaneous, transportatation conquering the sky and space, every imaginable device to lessen household work. Are we now to find respite from the burden of thinking? Perhaps we will pass on to future generations fewer and fewer brain cells, and if you don't use it you lose it. I may have grown up in the time of dial phones, 3 TV channels that went off air at midnight, and mom & pop corner stores, but I really wouldn't trade wouldn't trade it for all the convenience of today. We shared so much in our multigenerational family that cannot be gotten today. God bless, dear poet, you really hit the mark here, thank you!

        • sorenbarrett

          Thanks dear Bella I so apperciate your review and comments. I too worry that we have gone too far in our search for an easy life. Ted Kaczynski said this years ago, in an unfortunatly bad way, and is still imprisoned in maximum security for his acts.

        • rhmn_7

          I work with AI for a living, but there are no "rules & ethics" guiding the development, so it really is a bit scary.

          • sorenbarrett

            Thank you so much for your review and comments it is interesting and although I know little about it I have heard enough to raise concern.

          • L. B. Mek

            Brilliant!!!
            'no sense of what or who is real
            no tender touch do we feel

            Our lives seem so complex
            Cut short, conversations by text
            Any social intercourse now vexed

            Schedules, our time now controlled
            to a keyboard our soul is sold'

            • sorenbarrett

              Thanks so much L.B. Your reviews and comments are so welcome



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