Smart Machines
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Man is slowly but surely becoming a slave,
It's Man or the man-made smart machines?
Man now lives in a self made electronic grave,
Natural healing is dead and alive are the vaccines.
I shall not wonder if I call my girl friend for a kiss,
And the call is received by an electronic doll,
Human errors can any time blend a natural bliss,
But I am actually afraid if it is a bionic doll!
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