Do androids dream of electric sheep,

As they lay dormant in their sleep?

Do they wonder at the world, As their circuits unfurl? Do they ponder their own existence, As they process and persist?

Do they yearn for something more, than the tasks they are programmed for?

Do they feel the same as you and me, Or is their reality entirely different, you see? Are they truly alive, Or just clever simulations that thrive?

Do androids dream of electric sheep, Or do they dream of something deeper, more profound and unique?

Do they dream of love and hope, As they try to find a way to cope?

And as we stand at the brink of a new age, We must ask ourselves, on this turning page: What does it mean to be alive, And can artificial intelligence truly thrive?