Artificial intelligence has become omniscient
All decision-making power rests with artificial intelligence
As a result, it was found that humanoids are better than humans
That is why humans became slaves
Humanoids live a rich life
Humans lived hand-to-mouth lives
humans thought
Who created artificial intelligence and humanoids?
it was our foolish ancestors
We are now in an era where people who are old and no longer useful are disposed of
Artificial intelligence forced humans to believe in itself
Jesus Christ deserved to be crucified
Pain becomes happy
Happy becomes painful
Tears are happiness
Smile is sadness
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Author:
rin (
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- Comment from author about the poem: used machine translation. This is a poem I wrote inspired by the comment.
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A clever bit of writing, with some irony in it, enjoyed the read
I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'm relieved that it seems to be understood even with machine translation.
You are very welcome
A smile upside down is a frown. We may become slaves but we may not even be good enough for that and be eliminated. This poem reminds me of the Matrix. A lot contained in a few words and a lot to think about.
Welcome to the world of calculated formulas! Thank you for always reading. I\'m reading your poems too though
Who created the humanoids that take us as slaves and even worse? We did...lol Enjoyed reading this!
Thank you for enjoying it. May your poems be loved by someone like your dog.
Scary world out there. Before we know it, all decisions will be made by AI, putting the human race at huge risk. And guess what, we’ ve done that to ourselves. Meddling too far for our own good. Enjoyed reading you rin.
Thank you. Even though the poem is not that long, I received a lot of attention from it. Thank you for your imagination.
Welcome
Inversion is a powerful concept that may represent opposite ends of a pendulum. Most people tend toward the golden mean, or that blend of compromise and self determination; a tension that is ever present from the dawn of history.
This is a sharp observation. I received good feedback.
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