WHEN MACHINES GET SOULS

When machines get souls

Bismillah ir Rahman ir Rahim

We descended from the Divine

Remember

You have no soul

You are a soul temporarily 

Housed within this body

Whenever I hear talk 

Of Artificial Intelligence 

Obtaining consciousness 

I think

How absurd!

But what if

Just….what if

The Creator grew so disgusted 

With mankind destroying her beauty

On Earth

She gave souls to robots

To save the world

Imagine

Farmland returning to prairie 

As modern farmers deplete

Their supplies of chemicals 

And gasoline 

Here, there and everywhere

Autos lying immobile evermore 

Supply chains a myth of the past

See the terrified

Huddled in churches 

Preachers spouting nonsense

See the prone 

Bowing to Allah

See the fallen Jews 

Flocking to their synagogues 

Will the Amish close ranks

Against the starving?

See the looting

Supermarkets stripped bare

Even tv’s stolen

 Empty  trophies

When electricity stops forever

Se the emaciated children begging in the streets

See the meat wagons hopelessly 

Trying to collect the dead

Will the Paiute Ghost Dance again?

Will God grant this prayer 

Of chant, footstep and drum

Return to Earth those  of the

Old Ways

Of harmony and reverence 

For all Creation?

Will machine and man

Finally coexist in

 God’s grace?

Please Oh Lord

Give souls to machines

Author's Note

This idea came to me late last night and I dashed it off in 30 minutes. Please consider it a rough draft, and please don’t think I’m a lunatic. This is meant only to provoke thought and feeling.