Slaves of Our Own Invention
Our bold and proud
hyper-cyber generation
has conquered space,
has mastered time and motion.
We've tamed our hearts
with science's steely logic
and we boast about efficient
techno-magic.
Too much giving way
to machine's domination,
we may end up the slaves
of our own invention!
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