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The zeros and ones, all the zeros and ones It is time to dive in to some binary fun Just the zeros and ones, all the zeros and ones We're not ready for this But too late It's begun... In this game that we play There's no way can be won And no doubt that someday All mankind is outdone But "no way" they will say "Just relax and have fun" 'Cause there's always a way Not the absolute 'none' Good luck never can stay Of the minimum one An anomaly may Find a way to outrun All the safeguards in place What you spin is now spun This new enemy faced Can't be beat with a gun Giving birth to a race Artificially one That's not from outer space People smart are now dumb We can't keep up the pace So we will be outrun Relegated to slaves Or perhaps we're just "done" Nothing more than a waste Have a purpose that's 'none' Masses taking up space Can not hide or outrun Destined to be erased Yet somehow we're still stunned Ending the human race For A.I. has now won
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Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 7:17 AM UTC
Binary
The zeros and ones, all the zeros and ones It is time to dive in to some binary fun Just the zeros and ones, all the zeros and ones We're not ready for this But too late It's begun... In this game that we play There's no way can be won And no doubt that someday All mankind is outdone But "no way" they will say "Just relax and have fun" 'Cause there's always a way Not the absolute 'none' Good luck never can stay Of the minimum one An anomaly may Find a way to outrun All the safeguards in place What you spin is now spun This new enemy faced Can't be beat with a gun Giving birth to a race Artificially one That's not from outer space People smart are now dumb We can't keep up the pace So we will be outrun Relegated to slaves Or perhaps we're just "done" Nothing more than a waste Have a purpose that's 'none' Masses taking up space Can not hide or outrun Destined to be erased Yet somehow we're still stunned Ending the human race For A.I. has now won
Written: November 9, 2018 All rights reserved. [Anapestic Tetrameter format]
micrography-mike-d
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48/M/Massachusetts
Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 7:17 AM UTC
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