From weightlessness..

From weightlessness upon the edge of  space
And back to what for me's reality
A grasp of gravity on limb and face 
As lights and baubles end the Christmas spree
Feel January shrinking down to earth
A kind of 'putsch' before our blinkered eyes
Computerised and seeded with A.I.
That doubles it's I.Q.  each year and half 
Intelligence is not predictable
Advancing with accelerating speed
And I wonder-- How a computer will feel
In an estimated three to four decades
To waken up aware-- A captured vassal--
Controlled by simple creatures such as us