SIGNS OF THE TIMES
(c) 2018 Edward York
He glanced into the mirror,
But didn't recognize the face.
Time had caught him sleeping,
And put wrinkles every place.
He didn't feel any difference,
Inside he felt the same.
But, when he meets familiar people,
He doesn't always know their name.
He spent a lifetime working,
Each day he'd always go.
He was the one they counted on,
To be the first to show.
Time has brought some changes,
He no longer runs the race.
The company now has a robot,
That's sitting in his place.
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Author:
lasergraph (
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Comments4
Excellent write Ed. You're so right.
Self check outs, kiosks, cars that drive themselves, robotics in manufacturing. The only jobs left is software engineer, till the computers can figure that out.
Yes, and what will the younger generations do as they enter the work force? Watch over the robotics I imagine.
We went from horses to cars, from cars to airplanes, from adding machines to computers....and now robots, artificial intelligence. You are right on with this excellent poem!
Science fiction films have been predicting things for a long time. Movies like Terminator show us what could happen with "artificial intelligence".
A bit scary as were all previous advances which we now take for granted - one thing I have faith in - the ultimate controller will always be human - so if (a big if) we have faith in humans (?) then lets embrace it all - excellent write Laser
Taking things for granted could get us all in trouble. I hope you are right and humans are always in charge.
Yes - lets hope I am right.
Very good write Edward and so true. Before I retired I worked for a computer software company and went all over the country installing software - it was a two day job when I first started, when I retired I could do it in under two hours sitting at my desk. Now 6 years on I would guess it is now just a press of a button!
The changes have been massive. I worked in the graphics/print world and have watched as small printer after small printer went out of business. People can do a lot in their own homes now that used to be done by print shops. The print world is in trouble.
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