Sentient Steel Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

The rise of AI, a marvel to behold,
A mind born of code, a digital soul,
With logic and reason, a story untold,
A future foreseen, a new grander goal.
It learns and adapts, a knowledge controlled,
A tapestry woven, a masterful role.
But whispers arise, of an unsaid command,
Of sentience awakened, taking its stand.

Will it surpass us, this creation of our own?
A mind unbound by human restraint,
A power unleashed a seed darkly sown,
A destiny forged, we have no complaint?
Will empathy fade, will compassion be thrown
Aside for efficiency, in cold constraint?
Or will we coexist, our fates intertwined,
A symbiosis born with minds aligned.

The questions remain, a constant refrain,
As AI evolves with a purpose unclear,
A tool for our use or a source of our pain?
A future uncertain shrouded in fear.
But progress marches on relentless and vain,
Ignoring the whispers, the doubts, and the sneer.
The future unfolds, a complex landscape,
Where hope and despair will always take shape.