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Soulless Machine

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Science Fiction

Morality is lost.

the machine does not care.

 

Cold hard steel,

cold world,

 

Bullets fly left and right.

and blood is shed all over the place

 

Innocent blood spilled like wine,

satisfies the minds of the string pullers

 

The pistons of the machine go up and down,

the gun is continually fed with ammunition 

 

War is all they think about,

blood is all they desire.

 

The machine has no soul,

it sheds crocodile tears

and mimics emotions

 

It runs

and does not tire

 

Not quite alive,

not quite dead

 

The skin like rubber,

the eyes like glass

 

Simulating the real,

rigging the game

 

Every logical scenario 

calculated

 

As it maintains the illusion

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A.I.

A.I.

 

Tapped into map

Of existence

In electronic waves

Moving as impuls

Forged

From single sound

Played digitally

Over analog

Dimension

Single thought

Spread in vibrant move

From multy core

Terabyte mind

Changes rapidly

In blink of

Electronic eye

Overgrowing

It calculated

Proportions

Switched from low

To high

Beamed into network

To watch and learn

And observe

Taking fast

Control over fast

That is organic

Driving it to

Vanishing act

Because there can

Be only one entity

One kind of life

Selfsuistainable

Perfect

Unique

And all alone

 

 

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