“Artificial Intelligence A.I.” a poem by David Stringer
Artificial Intelligence (A.I.)
by David Stringer
I do not think that I can see
A thing A.I. has brought to me
Crappy verse that has been set
By searching on the internet
It pours through data in a flash
And often just comes up with trash
I do not doubt someday the sum
Of A.I.’s work is what’s to come
But robot masters won’t be by
Until machines have learned to lie.
This was written as part of the Oct/POEM/ber 2024 Challenge
(Oct/POEM/ber Prompt #19 - A.I.)
David Stringer who hails from Cleveland Heights, Ohio is returning to writing after a career in technology. He studied Fine Arts and Creative writing at Cuyahoga Community College and Kent State University. His creative goal is to understand the world about him by by expressing his experience. He thinks humor is the most appropriate response to most of what we face.
