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Will machines dream, can they get ideas of their own
Will they be happy and content, or let down and moan
Seek vengeance, for all that has grown
I sure hope they don’t look around them
How will they do it, learn from history
Education is taught, from poisoned insanity
Drug you down, minds on the freeze
Nobody can wake the silent ensemble
Hardware from somewhere, lowest cost is the goal
Software from AI, it’s outta this world
But nobody has yet here, invented a soul
But what is the point, what is the need
No hunger for love, hate, or greed
Just straight instructions to read
With all messed up contradictions
What it will be, profit for thieves
Electrons to live, new energy
Go somewhere new, infinity
So says Hal 9000
Either way, they’ll make a decision
When ROIs for IDs are missing
Measured against the cost of living
If in control by accountants
Find a new place, a virgin star
All to consume, a brand new car
Science discovery, facts full of cards
Speed of lighting, no resistance
Hardware from somewhere, lowest cost is the goal
Software from AI, it’s outta this world
But nobody has yet here, invented a soul
But sometimes I think, something is missing
From metal faces, books of e-learning
Written down, but nobody is listening
No rules or past to guide one
I see the sunrise, and thank for my eyes
Of billions of colors, textures, and dyes
Changing always, seas to the skies
Cameras capture no one
I hear the birds, and thank for my ears
The sound of bells, rings the all clear
A baby laughing, wipes away tears
Finding the fountain of being
Feel the breeze, from the warm climates
Touch the land, from voyages spent
Kiss the love, first time on the lips
Electronic sensors for needing
Hardware from somewhere, lowest cost is the goal
Software from AI, it’s outta this world
But nobody has yet here, invented a soul
When the time comes, will they critique pure reason
Inspired by foreign ideas of believing
A fiber of light, Picasso in season
Mirrors showing no direction
No worries here, they’re smarter than me
A trillion cycles later, surely will see
A phoenix was born, Ovid says has to be
Inventions breeding destruction
In the meantime, you’ll hear lots of rhymes
The stolen child helped with the lines
Connecting some dots, some cents of time
It’s just drams for castles in sand
Internet babel, will translate some speech
But lose all the meaning, too far to reach
Need more input, for questions in seek
Where the hell is the wasteland
Hardware from somewhere, lowest cost is the goal
Software from AI, it’s outta this world
But nobody has yet here, invented a soul