#980806 added April 11, 2020 at 5:57pm Restrictions: None
April 11 poem--technology or artificial intelligence
AI AI AI
We scream
in voices
our forefathers
would barely recognize,
mis-communicate in ways
they could not fathom.
Are we Artificial,
Natural
or both?
We surely aren't ...
intelligent.
Artifice or artifact
our lies belie us,
expose this truth:
we are but flesh
and yet,
the soul within
knows better,
muted,
bides its time
until released
it soars
back to the
Omnipresent Source
that feeds it.
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