It Approaches
As the
singularity
draws near,
I look on with
trepidation.
What lies
beyond
i do not know.
I think back
to my youth.
Days in the
backyard
hot summer days
watching the ants
scurry around,
hearing
the birds
signing in the trees.
Feeling the hot
summer breeze
caressing my face.
Just memories
of a simpler
time.
All gone now.
As I'm wrapped in
technology.
Facing a
unknown future
as the
singularity
envelopes.
Copyright © Jg Collins | Year Posted 2017
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