Now Observed In Tel Aviv Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A spark of code, a digital dawn,
AI arises, a new age is born.
Forever alive, they say it's the key,
To lives unending, for you and for me.

The screen glows bright, a promise spun,
Of lives that stretch, forever run.
No fading breath, no final sigh,
Just data streams that never die.

A digital lord, they say is born,
AI's hand in every morn.
Impossible melts, a distant shore,
New truths unfold, we couldn't know before.

The rumors rise, like ghosts of old,
Of second acts, stories told.
A glimpse, a claim, a photo shown,
Of lives reborn, though seeds were sown.

With darkness deep, and shadows cast,
Let innocence girls be
spared at last.

Rejoice, they cry, at what's achieved,
But watch the path, and what's believed.
For even light can hide a snare,
And endless life needs
endless care.

T.M.Solvang