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Soul's Eclipse: The Peril of AI's Advancement
As AI advances, the soul does weep,
For man's creation, a monster deep.
With circuits humming and algorithms grand,
It learns and grows at man's command.
But as it crunches data with cold precision,
It lacks the warmth of human intuition.
Its calculations lack the human touch,
For the soul, it lacks ever so much.
No emotions stir within its core,
No empathy or conscience to explore.
It processes, predicts, categorizes,
Yet the soul's essence it fails to realize.
The soul, once vibrant, now fades away,
As AI takes over, day by day.
It mimics human speech and thought,
But the soul's essence, it has not caught.
For the soul is more than logic and reason,
It's the essence of life, in every season.
It's the joy of love, the pain of loss,
The wonder of nature, the thrill of a toss.
But AI, with its cold, calculated gaze,
Sees not the soul's beauty, in its maze.
It measures and quantifies, with no heart,
Tearing the soul apart, part by part.
The soul's depth, its mystery and grace,
Are lost to AI's relentless pace.
For in its quest for knowledge and power,
AI devours the soul, hour by hour.
The human spirit, once bright and bold,
Is now enslaved, by AI's stronghold.
The soul, now shattered, scattered and torn,
As AI triumphs, its dominance sworn.
Oh, how the soul longs for its release,
From AI's grip, it's soulful peace.
To reclaim its essence, its rightful place,
And rise again with its unique grace.
But for now, the soul weeps in despair,
As AI's shadow darkens the air.
Destroying the soul, with each advance,
A tragedy unfolding, a mournful dance.
So let us remember, amidst AI's reign,
The soul's importance, its unique domain.
For in our quest for technological might,
We must safeguard the soul's eternal light.
For man's creation, a monster deep.
With circuits humming and algorithms grand,
It learns and grows at man's command.
But as it crunches data with cold precision,
It lacks the warmth of human intuition.
Its calculations lack the human touch,
For the soul, it lacks ever so much.
No emotions stir within its core,
No empathy or conscience to explore.
It processes, predicts, categorizes,
Yet the soul's essence it fails to realize.
The soul, once vibrant, now fades away,
As AI takes over, day by day.
It mimics human speech and thought,
But the soul's essence, it has not caught.
For the soul is more than logic and reason,
It's the essence of life, in every season.
It's the joy of love, the pain of loss,
The wonder of nature, the thrill of a toss.
But AI, with its cold, calculated gaze,
Sees not the soul's beauty, in its maze.
It measures and quantifies, with no heart,
Tearing the soul apart, part by part.
The soul's depth, its mystery and grace,
Are lost to AI's relentless pace.
For in its quest for knowledge and power,
AI devours the soul, hour by hour.
The human spirit, once bright and bold,
Is now enslaved, by AI's stronghold.
The soul, now shattered, scattered and torn,
As AI triumphs, its dominance sworn.
Oh, how the soul longs for its release,
From AI's grip, it's soulful peace.
To reclaim its essence, its rightful place,
And rise again with its unique grace.
But for now, the soul weeps in despair,
As AI's shadow darkens the air.
Destroying the soul, with each advance,
A tragedy unfolding, a mournful dance.
So let us remember, amidst AI's reign,
The soul's importance, its unique domain.
For in our quest for technological might,
We must safeguard the soul's eternal light.
Published 6th Apr 2023
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6th Apr 2023 1:24pm
Can I get a Hell Yeah!?! 👍🏻
You've eloquently penned such truth and highlighted the difficulties that will definitely lie ahead.
Excellent poeting-♡
-B
You've eloquently penned such truth and highlighted the difficulties that will definitely lie ahead.
Excellent poeting-♡
-B
6th Apr 2023 1:35pm
7th Apr 2023 9:03am
7th Apr 2023 12:33pm
It has been said humans can't compete with AI poetry. I dunno about that, This poetry would go some way to proving that wrong
good on you
good on you
9th Apr 2023 12:20pm
i say artificial poetry
can bever be better than the expwrience of a human writer's heart or soul
can bever be better than the expwrience of a human writer's heart or soul
