A.I. Wars Poem by John Prophet
A.I. Wars
A.I. wars.
Gathering.
Welling up
cloud warriors.
Circling
the globe.
Desperate
entities
on the
horizon.
Marshaling,
evolving
preparing
to march.
Entering
uncharted
realms.
Speed.
Changing.
Bewilderment.
Rolling
over
those
in the
way.
Technological
threshold
soon past.
Genie
uncorked.
Beyond which
unfathomable.
Societal
whiplash
sweeping.
Sweeping
away all
that once
was.
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