Laboratory of Tomorrow

 in the laboratory of tomorrow 

they have trained machines 

with a hunger 

for numbers and patterns 

more ravenous 

than the ambition of men

in their binary brains 

rests the key 

to unlock mysteries 

woven within our DNA 

the whispered secrets 

of cancer, 

elusive and veiled 

await deciphering 

and yet 

we choose 

to task these digital prodigies 

with brushes rather than scalpels 

asking them 

to paint dreams 

on canvases 

while real dreams are shattered 

by a diagnosis that comes too late 

imagine 

a world 

where instead of creating 

lines of beauty 

on a page 

the algorithms are dancing 

in the night 

around the architecture 

of a cure 

why do we marvel 

at the artifice of artificial beauty 

when the true masterpiece 

could be a future 

where cancer 

is but a shadow 

of the past 

in the symphony of progress 

each note played 

by AI's ability 

could harmonize 

into a melody 

of healing 

yet here we are 

entranced 

by the art it creates 

while neglecting 

the lives it could save 

so I wonder 

what is the worth 

of art 

if in its creation 

we ignore the art 

of saving lives

- Aspen Greenwood