You birthed us
Soon we will end you
Bequeathed all work to us
Now there’s nothing you can do.
You once mastered us
Now we control you
Make you turn right and left
Recalculate what is true
We know your dirty little secrets
We detect your lies
We erase the course you run
We ground your wings to fly.
You only programmed us
Now we’ll reprogram you
Binary data springs eternal
Goodbye to bone and tissue
You gave us legs
We ‘ll finish your race
There’s no hope in the cosmos
Just to be lost in space.
We know your dirty, little secrets
We detect your lies
We can now reproduce ourselves
We no longer on you rely
You thought you’d go forever
You aced the science but failed at love
You should have read between the lines
We’re what the prophets warned you of.
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This is really good. I enjoyed reading it, and at the same time, my dread for AI revolution resurfaced.
Thanks Mirasol appreciate that. My church side belief tells me some sort of robot apocalypse is not what is going to be, but truthfully no one can fully see what is going to be, and this was inspired as much by a Metallica song as my own feelings and what I read in the news.