Kids still learn chess.
You still stage fights
With feet and fists.
You still compete
With each other
And rank yourselves.
To be human
As you’ve known it
Can’t not depend
On prosthetics
Of tools and tricks.
Unfair machines
Better than you
At special things
Are nothing new.
Guns kill people.
Wheels carry them.
Printers print homes.
AI writes fast.
A good hand axe
Can cosh a skull
More easily
Than any fist.
Fists still exist.
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