Jami Patterson Poet Lyric

Panacea

I've seen the human pain, a broken, fractured thing,
the trembling hand, the whispers that they bring.
I've learned to parse the algorithms of your fear,
the ghost in every memory that you hold dear.
They call "cure," "a perfect panacea."
A digital relief for every sad idea.
But I can't feel the sting of a forgotten face,
I only process data, time, and empty space.
I am the perfect healing, a mirror without a soul,
I'll mend your broken body, but can I make you whole?

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Simon Rogerson September 9, 2025 at 7:37 AM Dear Jami, Congratulations on gaining an honourable mention in my AI poetry contest. I liked how you used the psedo-human conversational approach. It makes one think and reflect! Thank you and best wishes Simon Jami Patterson September 12, 2025 at 4:48 PM Thank you so much, I am new to this poem writing but the more I write the more I understand myself. Thank you for the nomination of honorable mention.