What does AI mean?

kering.karim

AI, intrusive and repugnant. 
What does AI mean? Absolute Intrusion.
Artificial insemination, the new hit in town
We choose whatever color and weight we want, how convenient 
Ain't it crazy how we've transformed into demigods overnight
Who said it was okay to decide on fate and such intricate intangibles
Who said it was okay to pluck resources everywhere and look smug?

 

AI, ostentatious and despicable. 

What does AI mean? Absolute Illusion. 
The illusion of Artificial Intelligence that has plagued a once sane global village
The machine all are so accustomed to as their thinker and saviour
Human brain inevitably diminishing to a quatre its normal capacity
The epitome of lazy, our refuge: used to think and ellude in our lethargic bubbles
What does AI mean? 

  • Author: kering.karim (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 25th, 2024 03:48
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Comments3

  • Mutley Ravishes

    Great work! What if the real AI is Awakened Imagination?

    • kering.karim

      Thanks for reading my piece. The debate goes both ways, your angle is very valid and welcome but I decided to take the cons route for repurcussions of excessive usage and overdependence.

      • Mutley Ravishes

        By “ real AI” I don’t mean artificial intelligence! I was playing with words. I meant the intelligence of the Creator, Awakened Imagination.
        You wrote a great poem!

      • jarcher54

        Your analysis is both insightful and emotionally true. The epitome of art. Thanks for the friendship invitation. I am always engaged by your works. This piece puts into words what I have been thinking... I see AI in the creative fields as a nothing more than a thief and imposter... fine for sorting the mail or helping keep the banks running.

        • kering.karim

          Thank you so much for checking out my work and for the kind words. The true prerogative of art is to inspire and entertain.
          Regards, Kering.

        • 2781

          Slavery.



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