entangled with the serpent
wrestling with the word
laughter echoes down hallowed halls
where ancient prayers were heard
the prying eyes of science
dissect, study, and observe
secrets of the alchemist
whose magic is obscured
mystics and philosophers
debate the nature of duality
good and evil, shadow and light
dueling perceptions of reality
Einstein’s ‘spooky action’
a quantum entanglement ‘at a distance’
confirms we have much to learn
of the mystery of our existence
I am unable to focus.
It surrounds me,
chasing me from behind.
I plot its path forward.
I change direction,
but I’m unable
to elude it.
It is everywhere
Constant yet elusive.
I obsess over it.
It ignores me.
It is with
that I seek
“We blur the world to focus on it and blind ourselves to see.”
~ Carlo Rovelli, Physicist, on the nature of time
They’ve termed them, “the metal-collars” the robotic workers of our age an artificial workforce already on the stage.
It’s a troubling scenario, more prone to prose,
but this poet must expose it in a verse they don’t yet know.
Can metal-collared robots replace humankind?
With artificial intelligence, they can replicate the mind.
But the heart is where true love and wisdom reside,
where artists and poets create with the tides.
Machines and robots may take over our tasks
but there’s no human heart under their masks.
To be human is to feel, to love, and to dream,
to write poems, make art, write songs and to sing.
But what if this is the future that was meant to be?
What if metal-collared workers allow humans to be free?