We’re on the brink,
Ready to fall off the edge
Or soar up over it.
Ideas from science fiction past
Have hurled us into the future
And have become the present.
Like all tech,
There are good and bad applications.
Promise and peril exists side by side.
Everyone makes mistakes.
We can be Luddites
And pretend we know what God intended,
Or engage in the process,
Join the discussion about where we want to go?
Silence is abdication.
Silence is giving the world away
To the highest bidder,
Acquiescing to the idea it is for sale,
That we are for sale.
We were given a voice to use it.
We were given a voice
To speak for those who don’t know they have one.
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