It is said:
Lowest minds talk of people.
Average minds talk of events.
Highest minds talk of thoughts.
We hardly ever perceived,
How tomatoes evolved
Into losing it's tangy sourness for ever.
Artificial chemicals replacing unawares
Quietly in quivers, gradually everywhere
We have created veggies stay longer.
How, slowly, life is waking unreal
Into an obliviousness, surreal?
Does that augur
An illness that might end
The drama of life hastened?
Is it the end of the eternal night(sic),
we have been dreaming in?
No matter how we are predestined
To forge a perfect artificial intelligence
Some day, to replace even humanity.
We would not survive to see azure
Blooming into nothingness for sure.
Hope always remains...
Somewhere in complete solitude,
An aboriginal community in fortitude
Waiting to rewrite a new story.
Would it be different?