A.I. Wars

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Jan 10, 2023 

A.I. wars.
Gathering.
Welling up
cloud warriors.
Circling
the globe
Disparate 
entities
on the
horizon.
Marshaling,
evolving,
preparing
to march.
Entering
uncharted
realms.
Speed.
Changing.
Bewilderment.
Rolling
over
those
in the
way.
Technological
threshold
soon passed.
Genie
uncorked.
Beyond which
unfathomable.
Societal
whiplash
sweeping.
Sweeping
away all
that once
was.

 

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