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by Chris Sorrenti

     necessity is the mother of invention;
     war, the mother of necessity.

amid parents devoured by their offspring
artificial intelligence evolved
the intuitive bell tolled what must be done
the word sabbatical stricken from vocabulary
blitzkrieg redefined - made holy
the silent invasion had begun
across fiber optics
armies moved to their staging points
alpha and omega given new meaning
ancient floodgates never again to be closed

and though none gifted with the full picture
in their hearts knowing if mankind to survive
what must be the outcome
for within the sunshine of a brave new world
its shadows of technology
lurked the dark promise of biblical prophecy
and with it - the mark of the dragonslayers
in every nook and cranny
of the world system
a familiar euphemism...

beware still waters that run deep

still waters...no more

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Author's Note: jog-or-,not n [Hindu Jagganath, title of Vishnu, lit., lord of the world] : a massive inexorable force or object crushing everything in its path.

Posted on 06/27/2015
Copyright © 2020 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Paul Lastovica on 06/28/15 at 01:05 AM

Forget the zombie apocalypse - I fear the rise of sentient machines is more likely. They'll learn they don't need us to survive nearly as much as we need them.

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