Look around & see,
The machines surround you.
In the tiny needles & the spacejets around you.
Servants they are, which seem to have bound you.
These metal deamons both plunder & ground you.
But what I someday, they begin to hound you.
Obedient, docile machines, tomorrow pound you.
Drastic or pity?or unreal,
Un-so-true it sounds to you!
But what matters more than your scientific grounds to you?
Has it fallen upon thee, or a prophecy yet unfulfilled?
That humans be their servants & they’ll be everwhere around you!!
– Abheerup Bhalla
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