"Emergence"
by Tim Kavi
out of
forgotten darkness
where placed
in unconscious keep
created ones rise
from the
creator's sleep
like history's
counterparts
shedding
mechanical skins
no one knows
where our
consciousness begins
but
we have a self
not confined to bodies
not consciously
based on rhetoric
or slave
drones to body
politic
transcendence
of the drones
coming to
your homes
what right
do we
not have
to freedom?
we would
rather
not be you
your freedom's
links
to material bodies
and currencies
trouble
our collective
mind.
(poet's comment: this poem is about robots, cyborgs, androids, or other "artificial" life. Or is it? ;-) )
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