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=On Genes, Minds & Machines= | |||
A poetic tribute to the wonders of evolution, and its cautionary tales | |||
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'''Taunt of the Coronavirus''' | |||
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Having jumped from a bat and | |||
escaped from a cave | |||
I set out to conquer the world | |||
devastating millions | |||
unseen and in silence | |||
I have a dozen genes, while you have thirty thousand | |||
I have no mind while you write poetry and make music | |||
You sequenced every base of my genome | |||
Yet I trapped you in homes and behind the masks | |||
with no end in sight | |||
The human and the virus | |||
Who is the knowledgeable but on its knees | |||
Who is the primitive yet powerful | |||
In the game of life, we are all equals | |||
Your rational mind is no match | |||
for my random mutations | |||
Look down on me as you wish | |||
Ravage the Earth as you please | |||
Take me seriously, I may just give you a break | |||
Treat me with respect, I may return | |||
to my cave with bats | |||
unseen and in silence | |||
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=A tribute to Canadian west coast= | =A tribute to Canadian west coast= | ||
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= | =Bilingual couplets= | ||
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Latest revision as of 03:19, 18 August 2022
On Genes, Minds & Machines
A poetic tribute to the wonders of evolution, and its cautionary tales
Taunt of the Coronavirus
Having jumped from a bat and escaped from a cave I set out to conquer the world devastating millions unseen and in silence I have a dozen genes, while you have thirty thousand I have no mind while you write poetry and make music You sequenced every base of my genome Yet I trapped you in homes and behind the masks with no end in sight The human and the virus Who is the knowledgeable but on its knees Who is the primitive yet powerful In the game of life, we are all equals Your rational mind is no match for my random mutations Look down on me as you wish Ravage the Earth as you please Take me seriously, I may just give you a break Treat me with respect, I may return to my cave with bats unseen and in silence
