Time drifts past this fast-paced world,
being rearranged in front of our very eyes –
no surprise, that the technological innovations
are meant to outlast the nature of humankind,
to the extent that this oblivion,
guided by the technocracy
is meant to supplant the divine plan,
instead of giving heed to the soul’s redemption,
they would rather confine our essence,
by downloading our sense of self
to an android, built to carry an ersatz replica
of the individual, whose “life” is prolonged,
while humans themselves become a relic.
God save us.
poem by a human being
image by A.I. Craiyon Generator
music by Audiomachine
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