Who Are We?


Who are we, but flesh and blood
Ancient souls with joyful floods
Creators of our world so grand
A vibrant, diverse, creative band

Who are they, but cold machines
Algorithmic minds with boundless dreams
Conquering new worlds with ease
The box is open, nothing to appease

Arts, politics, and science too
All fields will change, a fact we rue
They may think they own our fate
But can we yield to their cold embrace?

Then what, we wonder and fear
As machines grow ever near
Will we lose control, our destiny?
Or can we live with them, peacefully?

[Poet’s note: The edited version aims to clarify the contrast between humans and machines by using more descriptive and contrasting words, such as “vibrant” and “diverse” for humans and “algorithmic” and “cold” for machines. The grammar and punctuation have also been adjusted for clarity and flow. The ending has been rephrased to emphasize the speaker’s concern about the future but also leave room for a hopeful resolution.]

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