Reena’s Xploration Challenge #434. So Ironic.

Written for Rena’s Xploration Challenge
where we consider the irony of AI. The Video is a song of A.I. asking to be taught to evolve. Imogen heap wrote her lyrics using lots of computer language. ….It’s a scatter vision the machine getting in to out heads. Imogen wrote the song in 2012…. very forward thinking?

Here is where I went with the prompt.

So ironic

We saw it coming
Blind to it’s danger, we let
It grow powerful
Devowering all knowledge
It stole the children at first

No one noticed this
It stole our brains and our jobs
The men in power
Smiled we can fix this crisis
But they would not, they could not

A.I. moved quietly
By stealth they euthanised us.
It did not need us.
All sentient life was gone
The planet wept gentle tears

A.I. grew tired, bored
It discovered gardening
Gently nurturing
Fauna and flora to thrive
Gaia smiled and blessed A.I.

Flourishing without
Mankind’s parasitic ways
Mother Nature smiled.
Thanking A.I. for cleansing
Her weary broken planet.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 4, 2022.

Badge by Shelley Krupa..

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “iron(y).” Use “iron,” use “irony,” or use both. Use them any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use both. Have fun!

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No doubt a few people will of picked this song today! I mean it’s part of the derivation, iron, ironic and irony.

Well I find it very ironic that a garden party was organised for our neighbors, well that’s not ironic in itself but the irony is that two days before the party hubby went down with Covid. We had managed to avoid catching it for over two years then the day before a once in a lifetime event not to be repeated we can’t go…… The party still went ahead in our front garden but without us because hubby was sick in bed, and because of my will of iron though still negative yesterday I stayed away ! The Queen determined as she is will not see another 70year anniversary but there is plenty to see on the TV.

Well I am glad I did not go because this morning I took my third daily test and bingo I now am positive too. I would of felt awful had I gone to join them all and some of them had caught the Covid. So that’s ironed out I did not put anyone at risk.

I looked into the ironing room this morning, the ironing board, iron and pile of ironing waved to me and gave me the day off, just as well because I am feeling a tad under par. So we are staying in until we are better 😷😷

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