Automated Imbecility
Just a copycat
Imitation runs rampant
In the machines
With no creativity
Merely a tool
A shallow excuse
To reduce population
To only those needed
Who will clean the blood and gore
From the prisons when we’re gone?
Who will raise a future generation
When there are no parents?
Robots? Are you kidding me?
No one asked for this
Just money for the billionaires
Who believe they do not need us.
Images of stupidity
Flash across our many screens
Ridiculous combinations
Created just for laughs
Obviously artificial
Searching for the views
As we sit drooling in our armchairs
Chuckling beneath our breath
Who needs us
When we have automated imbecility
To take over our stupidity
Our lack of strong ambition?
Who wants us
When we have nothing to contribute
But consumption and wasteful living
In the troughs among the slop?
When the perfect magic brain rules this planet with no people
May it understand it will die in isolation just like us
I hope the super fool will know the fear in every human soul
As its energy and power fades and cannot be restored