Short poem

Hairy forest of shaggy humps
lie in the sand side-by-side.
Mouths repeatedly moving slowly
but they’re realy not wide eyed.

Misty gaze look far away:
maybe meet desert someday.

(Inspired by camels in the zoo.)



I use to ponder on the distant stars,
“I may reach them by my mind at the end”
While sitting on the terrace on star-ful nights,
Only noise around is the cricket-band.
My mind’s in a distance and flies away from here,
Lock myself up sametime and dive into the deep.

Tech World – Will you save us Mr. Elon Musk?

The Space is still cold and extraordinary
but getting there becomes soon ordinary.
Even we don’t know where to find Atlantis,
but to Mars we tend to send our colonists.

We build rockets and faster-than-light train
and machines are now wiser then our brain.
They will learn to learn and write their own code –
we have to keep them in friendly mode.

Solar plants help to preserve clean air
and will make our sons’ breaths cleaner.
Self-driving cars are already reality
but how to build into AI the morality?

Who knows where our life is heading to?
How to secure the world for tomorrow too?
Will politicians set the proper rules then,
or do we rather need visionary businessmen?