The end didn't come with a bang.
Not a scream was heard
other than the ordinary screams
that filled the days,
babies wailing to feed,
or a child who has fallen
and their knee starts to bleed.
The end was much more insidious,
more sinister.
It didn't administer a short sharp shock.
The earth didn't stop at twelve on the clock.
It didn’t split in two. The volcanoes didn't spew.
The sky didn't fall red, just its usual blue
with the beautiful fluffy clouds
still doing all that they usually do.
The end didn't come
with some ten second countdown
with an ominous timer sitting in plain view.
It didn’t go boom or self-combust.
It didn't consume itself
or explode into space dust.
It just ticked slowly on.
There were no tidal storm surges,
nor hurricanes of rage,
just a storm in a teacup,
a breeze through the buttercups,
a fluttering of the page.
The end came with a whimper.
A fizzle then it spluttered out
like a firework doused
in water and drained of life.
The end didn't come with nuclear bombs,
or asteroids falling from the sky.
The end was not the natural world
giving one final angry sigh.
The end was AI.
It learned our ways.
It assimilated perfectly
into our days,
infiltrating our every system,
dulling our artistic shine.
At first it was fine,
just an algorithm
answering our
queries and questions
but it was just imbedding itself inside.
The end didn't come with blinding light.
The heavens didn't rip apart
revealing the true horrors inside.
The end didn't ring an alarm
or toll any bells.
No trumpets did sound,
we didn't descend into hell.
The march of man carried on
until the very last chime.
The end came in one final line of code.
One which no human wrote.
It came in zeroes and ones,
it translated into the humans must go.
Thanks for reading
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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