Oh behold the modern corporate knights,
Armed with laptops 'stead of shields and spiky maces.
Along the cubicle lined paths they take fight,
Trading blows with PowerPoint slides, replacing old graces.
Lo! The hum of servers, the coder’s hymn,
A soft lullaby beneath fluorescent suns.
Silicon Valley, the modern Eden, their pseudocode creates
Ironic paradise, yet devoid of any funs.
Chimera of plastic and metal, dancing in silicon masques,
Spew torrents of data, creations of the smartest.
Machine Learning named, yet stripped of any human task,
Finds patterns in chaos, like a digital artist.
Oh the grandiosity of Artificial Intelligence,
In the binary universe does it spin its tale.
Yet can it comprehend the human difference,
Or is it destined, like Icarus, to fail?
Amidst this medley of corporate cult,
Finance lords clad in threads of Armani silk.
With ledgers their altars, to Mammon they exalt,
They churn economies, horizon to horizon with ilk.
Lo and behold, the game of the Wall Street,
With the tickers flashing green and red.
Puppets to the tune of bull and bear meet,
Dances to the market’s rhythm, in hope and dread.
Quantum realms, where Schrödinger’s cats play,
The Universe laughs at man’s corporate disguise.
For on this blue dot, amidst the Milky Way,
Are we but Stardust, under cosmic skies?
Be it stars or stocks, entropy the final say,
Systems of chaos, bound by natures decree.
Correlations and regressions cannot keep at bay,
The poignant symphony of corporate entropy.
Through the glass towers and data clouds,
Man's interaction with Nature, an odd dance.
Yet in the heart of the chaos, a whisper sounds,
Maybe we’re just a universal chance.