Poem -
The Great Filter
The great
filter,
trap
to oblivion.
Silence.
Cosmic
silence.
Where is
everybody?
Why so
quiet?
Silence,
deafeninglyÂ
so.
BubbleÂ
bubble,
toil and
trouble.
HowÂ
deep the
rabbitÂ
hole?
ExponentialÂ
ballistics.
Trap
sprung.
A.I. about
to rocket.
Leaving
biologyÂ
behind.
Time and
again,
cycleÂ
repeats.
NoisyÂ
creators
stifled.
Suffocated.
Eliminated.
Silent A.I.
Silent
cosmos.
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Comments
Hello JP...
First we can't say we weren't warned...
Second...
Oh Oh...
Maybe?
Sounds like a Challenge...
Gear Up?
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
Ice Queen
Thank you kindly for reading my work.
John, I missed this piece from you.
Where is everybody? I also wonder.
Bubbles, bubbles…?Â
I hope it will not be too big.
Thought provoking! Â Â B
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Than you for reading B.
John