Wild Dogs
You tether your thoughts to a leash
and send them out with gnashing teeth
They slather through the mystic maze
to tear the flesh from fragile days
You feel them pull and twist and jerk
those thoughts released become berserk
They bloat and swell beyond inception
too large to shrink at mere rejection
You feast and gorge on their return
such well-placed words can make worlds burn
They are now beasts beyond command
unbridled from their master’s hand
There's no dominion of recall
what comes for one will come for all
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David RL Moore
Mon 1st Apr 2024 09:19
Thanks Ray,
The danger with so many things in the assumed command of men is that those things often grow arms and legs of their own.
We now live in the world of AI, some are busy researching how we might restrain intelligence which is devoid of conscience. I think we have moved beyond Asimov's "Three laws of Robotics" The dogs may be off the leash and currently rampant in a confined space, segregated only by what remains of human capacity to understand a beast moving rapidly beyond its control.
Mankind being sentient has built itself walls of protection. We have the Hippocratic Oath of "first do no harm" yet we live in the world which spawned Harold Shipman..and these are things we thought we had control of and regulated.
Who knows where all this ends. Fundamentally things fall apart, entropy has a hold. We're just along for the ride it seems.
David.