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With the considerable rise of AI software on all social media and business platforms, will humanity lose its creative edge?

Will you be tempted to do so?

Title:
Be You 

(A lone voice whispers)

Be You
Forgo assimilation

And try to avoid being spellbound and tied into the new B System 

Dream and aspire before you're retired

With all your soul's, inner resistance 

Don't be bound to mundane hearts, no longer open to being plowed, with ravenous curious fingers

Hearts enslaved into a dark broken Labyrinth of unspoken, and untold things

Which could linger

From sad souls who've cried, as their creativity withered and died

Absorbed by the cleverly assimilated imagery and well created lies

To be one of the many lonely wanderers

Tumbling blind through inspirations now barren playgrounds

As the new, AI Hive Minds, long reach fires up to reteach 

Newly breached, unconnected human firewalls

While wild valley blackbirds and starling flocks

Scream and call out in unison, at the lack of the rising poetry

Music or literature, filled with human energy 

As spiritual temperatures worldwide, fall

Putting ingenuity into jeopardy

Screeching about the impending icy cold bath of human separation 

As they fly as huge wailing flocks, into the Summer Equinox

With the frosty breath, of AI Death of the Soul 

Lingering around like black mold

With bony fingers
Rattling without a sound

Awaiting its resurrection 
As daylight recedes and people seem to lose hope

But on that Devil's Island for some of the Condemned 

The one called Earth

The Exalted Ones
Maybe like you

Unassimilated and still free

Can lift up the trapped 
Those poor souls caught up in The Hive Mind

Slowly been drained of personality and self identity 

Lost in the humankind labyrinth of the unspoken and untold

Who needs releasing to help rebuild the new pillars of creativity upon Earth

With their eventual rebirth 

This my friend with the bright eyes unseen 

Has always been a worthy oath to follow

For you've always been free to share your gift of uplifting 

Energetic, raw, and visual

Literature
Music or poetry 

Maybe bestowed 
From The Sacred Temples of Apollo 

What's says you?

Are you going to strive to stay the real you?


(C) Copyright John Duffy
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