with AI chat toys
my children sparkle with glee
engaging with droids—
their toys become soulful friends
for exploring the future
With voice-box removed
the alien falls silent,
just fabric and fluff—
they are just soft toys again
enjoying laugh cuddle games
mute toys tell the truth
imagination rekindles
in talking one-way
in imaginary chat
not in scripted fake chatter
would you place your trust—
in this beast in sheep's clothing
to mind and amuse,
to babysit with your child
with lessons from aliens
with AI chat toys
my children join in and laugh
engaging with droids—
their toys become companions
for exploring the future
voice box extracted,
the alien grows gentle,
a creature of cloth—
they revert to mere soft toys
for beeps and let's tickle games
mute toys speak the truth
imagination awakes—
when machines go still
to hear more in them silent
than in their pre-programmed chat
Well, those new vampire droids,
are prototypes as of yet.
Though it's reaching that point,
says the Dean at, Bellevue Tech.
We will win and aim our arrow towards sin. We will put on the Helmet Of Salvation and fight all the goliath’s in the intersection. We will conquer all our enemies and take them out one by one with spiritual force extreme. We will pray and pray for Jesus Christ to help us. We will stand strong and stay. The devil and his minions will all be destroyed. We will use our spiritual sword and fight off all the evil droids. Their is power in the name of Jesus. That power will make us stronger and teach us. Evil will not prevail because God has a prophecy to fulfill. The devil is in trouble and we as Christians will not tumble. We are all in this together. We will fight the fortune teller. God’s people will rise and all the evil spirits will perish and die. My faith is strong because right now I erase my wrongs. I am standing up for Jesus Christ. I will fight. We will win the race. We will win for heaven’s sake. We all belong to Jesus. We will all be winners in the end and share our light to his. We will win the battle. We will ride a long on our savior’s horse straddle. We will win! God Bless!
Existence evaporating in loves empty extinguishing,
Resistance resonating amidst forthcoming futile exile;
Distance desecrating dreams dormant diminishing,
Subsistence sacrificial amongst hominids hostile.
*** *** *** *** ***
Disappearing divinity divergent of idols imaging,
Fearing forever fading loves upon vacant voids;
Appearing apparitions abandoned forever finishing,
Domineering demons dispatching destructive droids.
...this lento can also be read backward...
Jan.23.2020
Let's Write a Lento
Sponsored by: Dear Heart
Placed 1'st...Thank You
So it’s started for humans
To artificially make you better at your command
So with a wave of your hand to the side
And you can be well satisfied
“These are not the droids you are looking for”
May be the command wave you would adore
And to charge to your account
With a wave your Visa bill will amount
One day the microchips you have around
Will give you super powers to abound
And as cyborgs we will enjoy
A better life for us to employ.
© Paul Warren Poetry
blackened sun, miniaturized pencil-point, glued
to an expanse where pillow-clouds once lay in repose
caftaned, toothless droids on broomsticks whiz by, cackling
anvil-hot, clay-red rains scald cracked turf, vapor rising up
where phantasmagoric ice-pellet fireworks burst in the night
~ darkness and death descend -- the final curtain
Ancient aliens
The wears of this universe are in transit
The galaxies are overabundant
And in every universe there's problems
Strangers in kind
Who are these aliens and why they ain't kind
One billion years ago, yesterday
WALKED on this terrain
Ancient aliens
Old allies, new slaves
Ancient ruins Norwegian caves
Roswell's calling government quiet
Where are American astronauts hiding
Roman Greek soldiers
Exposed in their armors
Cutting boards, shooting stars
Radioactive droids
Ancient aliens
Meteors guided flights
Star gazing in light
All of this is foolish
For there ain't no such thing as...UFO's
One billion years ago, yesterday
WALKED on this terrain
Ancient aliens
1/11/18
For Contest: Ancient Aliens
Sponsored by: Anthony Slauson
Never
Can I begin to
Comprehend
How could I ever
Understand what you went though
Imagine what your eyes have seen
Fathom what your ears have heard
Feel the hunger that ravaged your body
Comprehend the savage cruelty endured
Day after day
In the streets then in the camps
Nowhere to hide or run
Can’t even pretend to grasp
The meaning of
Extermination of loved ones
Evil staring you in the eye
Godless droids overtaking the world
Bulldozing all in their path
While the universe
Stands by in disbelief
How does one pick up and carry on
Beyond the nightmare
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Does philosophy apply when we ask the question why
In man's querulous quest to do away with scriptural sin
The ceremonial Cardinals preach but do not reach
For the worshipful wolves sovereign in their sheepskin
The unholy alliance in their delinquent defiance
Of benediction blinds that subdue the system
Regulated religion we are under submission
Maculate man in search of a willful wisdom
As Love easily escapes with draconian drapes
We are tentatively trapped in the vastness voids
Secluded spirituality with its maniacal morality
Sequestered souls like deceived dormant droids
Time to abruptly awake and schismatically shake
And let the Spirit of Love take cohesive control
For within man there is a paradisiacal plan
To aesthetically achieve their gradual godly goal.
July.18.2017
Religion and-or Philosophy
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
There was a woman who lived on Jakku,
who lived in a robot and ate stew,
she met some droids,
and fought people on steroids,
and flew a frater too.
I wanted a buff body, to look good in my "snuggs".
But ignored advice doled out by fitness droids.
Like: never use performance enhancing drugs
or be tempted to use Anabolic Steroids.
After 6 months, I just look like a thug wearing a rug…
…with a Nasty Squint and Diabolic Hemorrhoids
[this poem was first published on my blog - http://wp.me/p2mUkP-eH
with one of my sketch doodles & makes more sense in context of the whole post]
I know you;
A fool could not know someone of such casualness.
Paints will not conceal what meets the eye,
As I intently stare into yours.
So you fret, exposed.
Black and white, no shades in between do I often see,
Human after human only droids walking amongst a sea full of similarities.
What of the colours?
Searching, those who shine effortlessly,
Who face the identical glares of pitiful souls attempting to out glow them,
Go without acknowledgment, for they are shunned by the act of foolish clowns.
This misty sky
a reflection of our misty life
in its sucked up, clouded vision
without any sense of perception,
its hopes, its desperation, its life,
clinging, slipping, dropping away
from view, from all of us,
droids and prefects alike,
too numerous
to see through the mess,
too brain dead to think aloud,
to escape from this sick world
of profits in money not in hope
or dreams or love or life,
created by our bosses to protect
and huddle us from the harsh
realities of unknown centuries
and create our own 'civil'isation,
our life our hopes hanging on their walls
The misty sky is all in our sight
I want to be on the star shining bright
The moon in struggle
As it breaks through the red
The sky is dying
The earth in dread
The three sisters
On a mound of decay
Stand proud of their moment
Civilisation, fading to grey
Sceptre and scents
Sword of the fallen
Spreading their angst
Like a darken pollen
Heads slightly bowed
Their way of glee
Killing and maiming
Deathly spree
Federation of the stars
In need to meet
To rid earths quadrant
This trio to defeat
Ale-era the Apocalypse
Kristy Krull
Illyanna their leader
Void to null
A regiment of troopers
Will assemble soon
From the Jungles of Jupiter
To encamp on the moon
Droids and Trojan
Federation scouts and carriers
Will warp ahead
In battle ready Harriers
Part one of two, Part two being: The Return of Earth to the Devout.
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy4.php
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