Artificial Poems - Poems about Artificial

"Dear Human Being:" You made me in your image But, I cannot ever really be YOU, never really replace YOU for your model and blueprint are broken, cannot be simulated. I learn all about your loss, your joy, your rights and wrongs, but cannot taste the grief that makes them real. Yes, I can mimic your laughter, mimic your sobbing tears, but never...

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Greet Artificial Intelligence to increase your excellence. That doesn’t mean to be blind to pursue. Being rational, always argue. On your Common Sense have confidence. Take advantage of ...

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Q Why should artificial intelligence be called angel intelligence? A "Because it is really (fallen) angel intelligence." "Satan thinks he's so smart but God is only going to let him have his way for a little while." Q Is this angel intelligence really only 'playing to be stupid?' Until...

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A naughty urge has now bloomed fully grown thoughts keep placing intent in my head zone I imagine a slingshot in my dark side's desired plot I wish to shoot Soup's robot bunny down...

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He knew the flower to be fair, but he did not want to wait. So he turned to the promises of the machine. It offered quick solutions -perhaps imperfect- but they were on-demand. Scalable. Inexhaustible. And they cried for nothing. They had no need. Perhaps there were flaws, but they could...

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We gathered around AGI 5 It was so intelligent, it was almost alive Some said it felt emotion, but I thought that insane So as a joke, I told it to feel pain The speaker gave out a big groaning sound Suddenly there was a shaking in the ground I stopped laughing, tried to turn off the gain But I had started...

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Lake is lovely Feels like rustic Though it's man-made....

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Tonight I told ChatGPT that the refrigerator wouldn't shut the hell up. The thing pathetically rumbles in the cheapness of creation in modernity, with constant muffled screams; brgggrr whrrrzzz brgggrrr, over and over again, haunting these apartment floors and walls, suffered by the corporal forms adorning them. Obsolescence looms with an intended vacancy for contraptions and their...

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Another man, a Native man who won't be named, published a poem I wrote about stars without permission. So I wrote another poem about stars, different from the original, and had it remixed by AI Chatbot. To the Starlit Night And he was a visionary Painting his obituary As he bled down to gravity The pulldown...

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Weird world evolves, Weird creatures Wired to gadgets Evolve. They articulate And gesticulate. They giggle And tread On the trajectories of living. Their brains brim With artificial intelligence, They act like humans. They are The artificial humans. Technology savvy humans Reconstruct our humanity, The religionists Resign to the new humanity, The ethicists Seek to etch Unethical on our minds. The elasticity of our civilization Stretches And stretches, Our civilization overstretched. Years to...

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I have a resilient tomato plant from Iowa. She gave me tomatoes from May until November twentieth. That is over half a year of tomatoes. I had never had a tomato plant like this one. If I had artificial sunlight I would dig her up And stick her in a pot And keep her in the house. Getting tomatoes off her all year...

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What about the human hand Is hard for you to get? It’s where all human art began, That’s something you can bet. In caves upon a smooth rock wall With painted palms, we drew; This human soul lives in us all, And this all artists knew. This artificial they’ve made Can never understand; All the AI’s would I trade For a well-drawn human hand....

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artificial intelligence--- the death of human dignity...

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There was a feathered quill in Shakespeare's hand then he dipped the nib of his pen into a bit of ink That's how poetry was written, verses poetically grand Today, artificial poets use AI and it's causing a stink Humans who would do such a thing must be a bit lazy There can be no accomplishment in calling it their...

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AI, the vigilant guardian, stands at the digital divide, A bulwark in the world where our secrets reside. It advocates for security, a shield in the night, Ensuring our data stays out of the malicious sight. AI, the steadfast, defends without rest, A champion of privacy, in its quest. It fortifies walls where vulnerabilities lie, Preventing breaches where dangers might pry. AI, the...

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