Fire and A.I.s

Some say the world will end in fire.
Some say in ice. 
From what I’ve tasted of desire 
I'd almost rather end in fire. 
But when I guess at how we'll stop 
I've seen enough of creeping crud 
To guess we'll grind down, stuck in slop
And not in fire, or ice, or blood.

 [first three lines verbatim from Frost]