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Oct 2020
Artificial Intelligence, I assume, is not
About androids conquering the world
I will get back to this a little later, but
Let’s first clear what became blurred

You’ve grown into a person very receptive
To every single signal Onliners propose
As if internet is holding you captive
And it doesn’t even occur to you to oppose

Writing comments and pressing “send”
Makes you believe you’re the “Mr. Action”
What you don’t get on the other hand
It’s actually nothing but total distraction

It’s like shackles or addictive drugs
Can’t get rid of it, like a bad hoodoo
You need LIKES more than you need HUGS
Besides, you need them right away, too

Swiping and clicking. New forms of caresses
A heart is less needed than a mobile device
It is the real you that a screen replaces
A sad way of saying it clear and concise

Romance is easy now, revenge is cheap
In the realm of emojis and icons
Emotions are at the bottom of the heap
A synthetic world that is, virtually nylon

It’s been, I’m afraid, taking you forever to see
Happiness and log-in names are now good neighbors
Yes, love is in the air, I suppose I don’t disagree
Or in the deep ocean, running through cables

Online friendships are inhumanly careless
Ignorance is a habit now, better get used to it
As long as here and there you can get wireless
That’s the new oxygen or blood, taken for granted

Robot’s skinning you alive is a naive fantasy
You’re eating your own flesh. What a decadence.
It’s getting worse than this volunteer fallacy
Everything’s artificial, why not intelligence

The fantasy however, will turn into a nightmare
If digital life becomes a more routine policy
Labyrinth’s warning you with the utmost care
You’re making the A.I. a self-fulfilling prophecy
Written by
labyrinth  53/M/Istanbul
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