Artificial Intelligence
What lies in the future?
With artificial minds
Work becomes all easy
At the click of a mouse
Every chore now breezy
What lies in the future?
When poetry be churned
Not from minds but machines
Artistry takes backseat
The master is the screen
What lies in the future?
Theres no illness or pain
When death is defeated
There is no void in life
A new life created
What lies in the future?
The earth overloaded
With shortage of resource
Poverty and grief strike
Humans only remorse!
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