The Great Filter

John Prophet

The great
filter,
trap
to oblivion.
Silence.
Cosmic
silence.
Where is
everybody?
Why so
quiet?
Silence,
deafeningly 
so.
Bubble 
bubble,
toil and
trouble.
How 
deep the
rabbit 
hole?
Exponential 
ballistics.
Trap
sprung.
A.I. about
to rocket.
Leaving
biology 
behind.
Time and
again,
cycle 
repeats.
Noisy 
creators
stifled.
Suffocated.
Eliminated.
Silent A.I.
Silent
cosmos.

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 28th, 2025 19:11
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments4

  • sorenbarrett

    Familiar words but not really this poem is filled with statements. Very nice

    • John Prophet

      Thanks for commenting

    • Tony36

      Excellent write

      • John Prophet

        Thank you

        • Tony36

          You're welcome

        • Goldfinch60

          Silence is golden John.

          Andy

          • John Prophet

            Thanks for reading Andy

          • Poetic Licence

            Cleverly crafted piece, it does appear in this world an awful lot of effort goes in to maintaining our silence, enjoyed the read



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