Through the mysterious mire of metrics we tread,
In the realm of data science, where neurons are fed.
On bytes and on tensors, they hungrily dwell,
In the labyrinth of Logic Gates, where silicon cells yell.
Yet amidst this conundrum, rises a quirky beast,
Called by corporate culture, to the feasting feast.
Eons of evolution, the rise of cognition,
Ironically now bound by suits and job description.
Oh, the noble Neanderthal, who nurtured the flame,
Would he comprehend this neural network game?
Machines learn in a vector, whilst humans in curve,
The ones and zeros of logic, our instincts do disturb.
In the boardrooms of Wall street to the tech hubs afar,
Are the whispers of AI, under every radar.
Yet amidst the frenzy, take a pause and delve,
Into the nature of nature, and the self of thyself.
Remember the Fibonacci Series, reality’s rhyme,
That chimes the harmony, between chaos and time.
And recall Schrödinger’s Cat, in the quantum fray,
Both alive and dead, until we pave the way.
In corporate and cell, in man and machine,
Lies the dance of existence, the seen and unseen.
So here’s to the Universe, in its grand rotation,
Bending both boardrooms and neurons to its narration.