Smart Machines Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Smart Machines
Man is slowly but surely becoming a slave,
It's Man or the man-made smart machines?
Man now lives in a self made electronic grave,
Natural healing is dead and alive are the vaccines.
I shall not wonder if I call my girl friend for a kiss,
And the call is received by an electronic doll,
Human errors can any time blend a natural bliss,
But I am actually afraid if it is a bionic doll!
So very true. Smart machines have been a part and parcel of life. Moral values have been eroded because of deep reliance on smart machines. A very perceptive write well crafted. Liked the last stanza. It made me smile.
I call my girl friend for a kiss, .... SEE even electronics LOVES KISSES AS much as we oldies did and still do THANKS JA SIR Ji I give internet kisses for free many ask for more will ye
now humans are human but man-made smart machines and for their living belief just self made electronic grave!
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5/2/2024 6:18:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A true picture of today's world. Natural methods and healing have taken a back seat while the smart machines are dominating our lives.God knows what will happen in future. Thank you Akhtar Sahab for this eye opener poem.....10