The Crews See Fiction is about human’s innate ability to prophetise it’s own demise…and perhaps it’s drive to do so.
The Crews See Fiction
Ai and Robots are everywhere
Not that the eye can see
People say, ‘why do you care?’
I’ve nothing to hide, me’.
Is privacy a privilege?
I suspect it is.
It seems to me
It is written
So, it must be
Five Alive had a heart
But robots do not
AI will survive
To ensure humans stay alive
To serve them in part.
Algorithms can’t be taught to care
Softly stroke our hair
Understand a human need
And respond accordingly.
We have Ai and robots in our hospitals
Driving vehicles on our roads
In laboratories, measuring chemicals
Other places that I do not know.
Designed for the battlefield by the military
Re-purposed it then found another way
Robots should be used for areas that humans dare to tread
Not dealing with suffering patients in sick beds.
Exploratory on gaseous poisoned planets
Or through caves that no human could dwell
On fields where landmines have been laid
Or perhaps just chuck them all down a well.
Because humans have all we need.
Robots and AI scare me
They use up Earth’s resources through mineral extraction
And deliver nothing but robot interaction.
Let’s send them back to the land of fantasy
For a scarier future I can see
Let’s educate our children, grow our intellect
And concentrate on humanity
We’ve got to get there yet.
Copyright @unextraordinarybint Samantha Harris 2020