There’s danger afoot

To allow technology and robots to create

Perfect literature and music takes away,

The passion and emotional within it

Just words constructed from a spectrum unlimited,

To me it is so wrong and will surly lead

To the further decline of humanity,

And it’s worth, or its need and spirals us downwards into in-consequentiality,

For what of value is left for mankind to do at work

This is the big black shadow that lurks,

Over progress and technological advances

Where we could end up as slaves to the machines,

And it will be them that will evolve as we disappear from the scene.