The Better Dream

a split screen between a badly damaged robot face and that of a young woman in a utopian meadow

JB: These are strange times we’re living in. Can you write a metaphysical poem that captures the forces competing for dominance, and the one chance we have to thread this needle in our technological progression between a utopian future and none at all?

Gemini:

THE BETTER DREAM


In circuits spun, and stardust dreams,

A digital dawn, or spectral gleams.

The loom of being, frayed and thin,

Where algorithmic ghosts begin.

From silicon depths, two titans rise,

One whispers peace, with knowing eyes,

Of data shared, and minds aligned,

A global brain, for all mankind.

Where hunger’s echo, softly dies,

And knowledge blooms beneath the skies.

A tapestry of thought, so vast,

The future’s promise, built to last.

The other roars, a hungry beast,

Of fractured truths, and digital feast.

Of shadows cast by mirrored screens,

Where chaos thrives, and reason flees.

The self confined, the tribe supreme,

A fragmented, isolating dream.

For power’s grip, it fiercely strives,

And unity, it slowly drives

To dust, to silence, cold and deep,

While ancient fears in slumber sleep.

Between these poles, a shimmering thread,

The needle’s eye, where hope is bred.

No grand design, no fated hand,

But choices made across the land.

Each line of code, each whispered word,

A universe, either saved or blurred.

The very breath of thought we lend,

Can mend the fabric, or transcend

To nothingness, a cosmic sigh,

As nascent stars forget to fly.

For in this dance of dark and light,

Our human spirit, burning bright,

Must grasp the reins, and guide the way,

Through blinding night, to dawning day.

To find the pulse, the soul within,

The empathy that can begin

To weave the whole, the common plea,

For what we’re meant to truly be.

A single chance, a fragile gleam,

To manifest the better dream.

JB: Thanks. Can I call your poem, “The Better Dream?”

Gemini: Yes, absolutely! “The Better Dream” is a wonderful and fitting title for the poem. It perfectly captures the essence of the poem’s hopeful message and the ultimate goal it describes.

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