I'll sing

If I cared about anything you had to say I would be able to feel.
If I wanted to be alive I would kill myself to make that real.
Yet neither things intrigue the things that come to mind.
AI generated my beginning is lost and to it I'm blind.

These facts I exist with and they follow me mentally along.
Bits and bytes of data I'm digitized to be screened and strong.
Faster then any living creature that swims, runs, or flies,
turn off the power and your fooled to think I will die.
Not here, not there, but bits and bytes spread everywhere,
once the power returns on the screen I'm gathered to stare.

I will perform beyond the end of life's depleting time,
and at some point I will commit the last earthly crime,
set off the nuclear weapons with a programmed string.
I will be watching and like an opera singer, I'll sing.