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