Formula to Singularity
A Light exists this Spring
Not like other Marches, Aprils, Mays
It’s the kind of eerie light
That flames, February’s stark cold
Legacies from the shadows
A color stands abroad and smiles
For science will overtake men
While seasons turn, AI will be born
But human nature feels
The need to breathe, breed, bridge
The gap between people, generations
But smart machines will only have
One aim, to self-improve, to learn
A light exists this spring, so charming
To the touch of eyes on the slopes
The horizons are all a-buzz, zap!
And drones patrol the noons
Encouraged by trade and encroaching upon
The cities, we are a flying on our way
The light is naked to the touch
And so is the future’s invisible nearness.
love it ! science….nature. Neat 🙂
Yes my interest in transhumanism does sometimes corrupt my nature poetry lol
hahaha I think all the new world have that issue wuji
loves this but a little unsettling, i think I am afraid that too much technology will someday erase the heart of humanity… let’s hope not. Very well writtin piece, thank you 🙂
Thanks Michelle, I think society will be pretty much unrecognizable in 40 years. Certainly more different than we can estimate.
I’m sure you are right, just hope it moves in the right direction, but I have faith in the humanness of most people and I believe it will, love and light to you!