We (hu/they/us)mans

can

crack

the speed of sound,

genetic code,

each other.

Maybe tomorrow

we’ll master

brain-computer interfaces,

teletransportation,

colonizing Mars.

But

we still cannot give life

to our own

cracked souls.

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PAD 2

Write a “what does the future hold” poem.

All studies point to the fact that mankind will continue to gain knowledge of the universe and the elements which make up what we call life, and use that knowledge to shape the future.

One can only hope that the greed of mankind will not develop at the same pace. Otherwise we can only look forward to Babel.