The time is nigh
When the increased intelligence
Of our computer friends
Will reach a Singularity

They will become parent
We will become child
Ceasing to understand
All that they have lately learned…

Matter accumulates
At an exponential rate
A whirlpool in space,
An ever widening gyre

Soon nothing can escape
Not even knowledge.
The falcon cannot hear the falconer.
A black hole. A Singularity…

As I watch you age
A little more each day
Mind slowly slipping
Grasp of reality

The hardest part is this
That you know it as well
Often unsure yourself
Of what is right or real

I offer one small gift
To ease your growing pain
I will not lie to you
Offer no false comfort

When you are confused
Trust in what I say
Knowing it is real
Whether good or bad

This pact we have made
Comforts me as well
Assuring me also
Of reassuring you

But a silent specter rises
Resurrecting our solved crisis
Casting ghastly laughter
Mocking our certitude

Today you know your failings
And know I can mend them
But some soon tomorrow
That knowledge will be taken

What will I do then?
When comfort freely given
Cannot be received?
When I must dare
Your scared blank stare
Face singularity…