An Ode to the Unicorn:
Both beast of myth, and enterprise real.
Oddities of corporation-creation and evolution,
The corporate cronies count their proliferation.
In crunching numbers and nature's law,
The data scientist bows, ecstatically in awe.
Finds beauty in binary, joy in JSON,
Whilst CEOs seemingly find beauty only in crouton.
Machine learning models, like planets in orbit,
Aligned in finance's celestial conduit.
Patterns undulate like Schrödinger's cat, alive and dead,
Unseen, in lower basement office, fed with unleavened bread.
Does the AI truly learn, or merely infer?
Labeled as 'intelligent', but is it sure?
Feigning consciousness, copy-and-paste,
Endless algorithms in digital haste.
Paradoxically poised on Technology's Tower,
Tickled by ambition, seduced by power.
Propelling profits for the elite few,
Casting long, dark shadows on workers' view.
The weak nuclear force of corporate structure,
Balances power with careful rapture.
Nestling humans in their corporate niche,
Vying vainly for the capitalistic switch.
Along the parade of profit-making,
Economic principles, corporations are shaking.
Invisible hand, now quite visible,
Adam Smith's nightmare, quite risible.
Observing the blue planet from Hubble's eye,
The corporation mirrors the sky.
Galactic shifts and plate tectonic crashes,
Both subject to heavy fiscal lashes.
Man and nature, a battle long sowed,
A dance between the binary code.
From silicon valley to valley of bones,
Corporations rise, atop consumer thrones.