Artificial Intelligence

The self described elite live in growing fear;
of what their inventions can do;
as artificial intelligence swiftly draws near;
they fear it; more than, fear you.

Intellect normally requires consciousness;
at least, so far as we know;
and yet; they fear a future circumstance;
as their computers grow.

It’s all right when their computers command;
those, for whom, they disdain;
but, when computers are able to demand;
it is they, who shall feel the pain.

Computers are what you make them to be;
they can’t reproduce on their own;
borrowing on the efforts of you and me;
they require all our talents; on loan.

When they’re entrusted with decision making;
from their choices; there is no appealing;
they don’t care; whose heart they’re breaking;
they’re mechanical; they have no feeling.

Computers don’t comprehend a Mother’s love;
or the helpless innocence of a child;
they don’t believe in the Lord God, above;
without compassion; they are wild.

Death; to them; is a word; such as “delete”
where nothingness returns to their view;
so when their programing becomes complete;
the one they delete may be you!

Monty 7/2/23. # 1,653