Tick tock the ai clock,
Takes a step and falls.
A race around the city block.
Destiney has befell.
Across the dark
The shadows, all.
Be stilled by crying rage.
Debunk the innocent machine,
No wants of us to save.
The secret lies, inventions tide.
Mysterious but yet avail.
I wait perchance to see of whom prevail.
Lest not our fears of unknown be.
Remember we to plant the seed.
That will echo through all ages.
For man and ai are only actors on the stages.
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Author:
RSM (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 28th, 2025 02:32
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Comments1
Now here is a novel idea. I love the idea of man and AI as actors on a stage and who is the writer of this play? What is their motivation and what is the outcome of the play? A poem that provokes many questions.
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