Bye-bye Sweet Spring
There’ll be
no migration
to other
planets.
The best
humanity can
hope for
is a
transferral of
our ingenuity
into robotic
consciousness.
Bye-bye
sweet spring.
There’ll be
no migration
to other
planets.
The best
humanity can
hope for
is a
transferral of
our ingenuity
into robotic
consciousness.
Bye-bye
sweet spring.
Filed under poems & short jabs