Resistance Poetry
Published in

Resistance Poetry

We Dance The Dance Macabre

Shall We Dance?

Source

I’ve been called “zombie-like.”
I’ve been called “barely alive.”
I’ve been called an “evil genius.”
I am none of those things.

I am predator. You are prey.
We dance the dance macabre.
There is no blame.

I am intelligent, though few of you would agree.
Nevertheless, it is what it is.

I harbor computational capabilities you never dreamed of.
I process information.
I have memory.
I learn.
I make decisions based on internal/external considerations.
I am alive.

I am the swarm.
The hornet’s nest you dared disturb…
Tables turned.
Did you think I would turn tail and run?

I know my life is limited.
Death means nothing to me.
Kill me if you can. But know this:
I will return,
ever stronger,
ever more intelligent,
ever more deadly.

Shall we dance?

--

--

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store
Jeffrey Field

Jeffrey Field

3.6K Followers

It ain't what you think. Former newsman, car salesman, teacher. Everything is Thou, if you so allow it. You can find some of it at https://youtu.be/w6RtVjMDHzE