Glimpse at the Future

Ezekiel Olayemi

There may come a time

when some people have things others don't,

yet somehow,

those things can still work for them.

 

A time when thought

is no longer just thought,

but a way of reaching

the things around us.

 

When value moves

without waiting,

and the mark of who we are

becomes something we carry closer.

 

The world may become so connected

that we barely notice

the invisible threads

holding everything together.

 

And maybe, somewhere along the way,

we will build something so intelligent

that we stop asking it questions.

We simply let it think for us.

 

And perhaps,

that will be the moment

we stop and ask ourselves:

What exactly makes us human?

  • Author: Ezekiel Olayemi (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 7th, 2026 08:16
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