Array ( [sid] => 185671 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => In our Own Image [time] => 2018-12-14 00:45:18 [hometext] => Robots are the future. [bodytext] => Were replicating humankind with modern automation. Buiilding robots, playing God, toying with creation.
Who shall rule them, wholl enforce them; what shall robots be? Housekeepers or soldiers for all eternity?

Shall they vote, hold office, replicate at will? Shall they fight our wars for us, and know that they can kill?
Will they raise our children, know all our relations? Do our chores and run our homes for countless generations?

Shall they think, and never rest, and all our secrets keep? What will they be doing while we are fast asleep?
Wholl decide what they should know; and how long they survive? Can we turn them on and off, or shall they be alive?

Will they live among us, or live among themselves? Suppose that theyre defective; how are we to tell?
Shall they own themselves, or be sold like property? And if they mimic humankind; what then shall humans be?

There are so many questions, before we can resume; a robots not a toaster that can walk across a room!
Were toying with our destiny; without a star to guide us; creating a society that one day will deny us. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 66 [topic] => 21 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems ) Your Poetry Dot Com - In our Own Image


In our Own Image
Date: Friday, 14th December 2018 @ 12:45:18 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: softerware
Were replicating humankind with modern automation. Buiilding robots, playing God, toying with creation.
Who shall rule them, wholl enforce them; what shall robots be? Housekeepers or soldiers for all eternity?

Shall they vote, hold office, replicate at will? Shall they fight our wars for us, and know that they can kill?
Will they raise our children, know all our relations? Do our chores and run our homes for countless generations?

Shall they think, and never rest, and all our secrets keep? What will they be doing while we are fast asleep?
Wholl decide what they should know; and how long they survive? Can we turn them on and off, or shall they be alive?

Will they live among us, or live among themselves? Suppose that theyre defective; how are we to tell?
Shall they own themselves, or be sold like property? And if they mimic humankind; what then shall humans be?

There are so many questions, before we can resume; a robots not a toaster that can walk across a room!
Were toying with our destiny; without a star to guide us; creating a society that one day will deny us.

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