Science and our future
An impending take on humanity
Lab-grown meat
Including those that beat
And art replaced by robots
AI's walk free
No he or she
Science standing on top
Religion has gone
Now all have become one
Scientists have solved World hunger
Teleportation figured too
For the many not the few
Politics engraved among us
Weather control by you and I
A newborn baby no longer cries
Humanity changes for good
But not always for the better
Bound by an invisible fetter
Of iron as we feel stuck in the mud
Information highway expand
The right side in the sand
The left cry for more, more, more
Division and outcry
Leaves you wondering why
Why we must longer endure
Nothing is real and all is
A humanity quiz
Of what do we know
One hundred the new Fifty
The one twenty the new Sixty
The flowers bloom without sow
Goggles that mask
Your daily given task
Nothing is real no more
Science is great for some
Until we all become
Robots and not humans to our core
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Kayleigh Taylor
Book, coffee and pet-obsessed writer who loves writing raw truths and fictional fantasies. I hope you enjoy.
Kayleigh
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