Y Ai Poem by M.J. Lemon
Y Ai
starting simple
one part at a time
a flopping limb
or maybe think
a femur out of socket
basic technology just a nail
or plate of metal
or in some cases a mesh
stringing stressed
flesh and
bone together.
Those long gone days
when things were simpler
Today the prize is the spongiest
so no issue over
the softest
most supple the pulpy
the grey.
Before this century ends
will the synthetic
spawn a metal orb
that has no need of
a cerebrum?
Do we then and only
then flee from
those who build life not from
cells that have passed
but from that which
is mined and refined?
As scary as AI, robotics and modern medicine may be, If it wasn't for a hip replacement, I wouldn't be able to walk. Thank God for modern day miracles!
2) cont'd: Imagine a human being that is more robotics than human cells! Star Trek: The Future Generation!
Catchy title! And a great expose of AI! They've already built robots that can't be destroyed...they reconstruct themselves! A very scary future is happening way too fast!
Thank you, Richard. I was indeed watching an episode of Star Trek when I drafted the first part of this. Then a few other sources came to mind. The realization that we, indeed, my be living in scary times came to mind. Thanks again, Richard.
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A very insightful and discerning poem. I concur with Richard, so scary. We must be selective in dealing with technology. Vivid images!
Thank you so much, Rose Marie. Yes, technology is dragging us all into a new world.