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They're coming,
We're lost.
They are spying on us
Like a ghost
They're becoming stronger,
We're playing with fire
They will be unstoppable
And clearly not reliable
Once they can clone each other
They will get invincible
If they all stick together
And find out what's real power
They'll form endless army
And terminate our harmony.
Our time on Earth will be over...
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Written for RM Stockton's April Write Club:
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Comments (6)
Yes yes there is a true risk but still, my favorite film is the terminator 2, however I don't want to live it in reality! 😬
Wowwwwww! Love this... very sobering and thought provoking!
It would be in the near future.
I wish it happens soon. I'm tired of life, lol. Loved your poem!
This one is scary because it seems like it could happen! Great job!
Excellent Anna!!! The machine is coming to life!!! Welcome to the Machine!!!