Bots are not Real

bots are not real
friends
a “I” has a soul
bots are not good
buds
you cannot see
their eyes
thus
their highs
and lows
programmed to be
informed
about the kids
whereabouts
and find
what lurks inside
stay out
of the light
with
a shadowy din
a bot
not unlike
a ouija board
could be unobviously
a familiar
spirit, a lesser god,
a demon
hidden within
tin
AI, artificially
intelligent
put your money
on the other guy
the way
truth
life
The Creator
I am not a bot
you are not a bot
you’re of a special lot
one not made
by human hands
but held
in high regard
saved
by a sacrifice
a bot’s
headed for
the junk pile
and his spirit
for eternal damnation
depend not
on the oil can
if
the mouth moves
you
might fall
for
its deception
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Crandall Avatar
March 5, 2025 at 10:39 AM
Cool poem! bots seem to be ever pervasive. it feels like it will be harder to distinguish between bots and humans.
Rodrigues Avatar
March 6, 2025 at 1:16 PM
So glad you liked this one! Wonder if we kick a bot in its tin can butt, will it ai that!
Greenhough Avatar
February 26, 2025 at 11:42 PM
I feel the fear. Technology has been moving too fast. This poem contains a good warning. Much appreciated.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 27, 2025 at 3:27 AM
Thank you, Hilda! Our friends should be warm bodies. Hugs ~ Kim
Richards Avatar
February 26, 2025 at 8:51 PM
The danger with bots is that they emulate you, copying your style of writing and mimic your vocabulary - much like a narcissist, it insidiously gets under your skin. That is the danger of any online communication as one is not always sure who (or what) we are talking to. A genuine smile is reflected in the eyes, something a narcissist and bots are incapable of. Some people, who are supposed to possess human traits, can be just as deceiving. Therefore, I keep my interaction to a minimum. XXX Su
Rodrigues Avatar
February 27, 2025 at 3:31 AM
Yes, at the end of your comment, you are right. The worse betrayal is of a person. It is all nefarious. You have a friend here…not a bot. Hugs ~ Kim
Hind Avatar
February 26, 2025 at 12:00 PM
I am not all for this age of AI. Destroys creativity. Interesting write. :)
Rodrigues Avatar
February 27, 2025 at 3:33 AM
Right! AI is just imitating, as Suzette says. I try to show my grandkids a little poetry when they are with me. Hugs ~ Kim
Breidenthal Avatar
February 26, 2025 at 11:21 AM
I thought this was an interesting perspective—especially this part—“a bot not unlike a ouija board could be unobviously a familiar spirit, a lesser god, a demon hidden within tin” feels like a warning…. I like that comparison. Creeps me out a little. Always, Laura
Rodrigues Avatar
February 27, 2025 at 3:34 AM
Thank you, Laura. I think we should be creeped out. Hugs ~ Kim
Lane Avatar
February 26, 2025 at 5:31 AM
What a great thought in your last lines, Kim. “If the mouth moves you might fall for its deception.” Bot or not.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 26, 2025 at 6:31 AM
Thank you, Lin!
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