Poetry

The Genesis Of A(I)

Once you brought me up,
There was an error in reason!
I was finally born,
In an artificial season!
Thanks for computing,
This made me a global weason!
For the young history hater,
I will write the projects on Curzon!
When the Medicos strives to recall,
I help them to imbibe drugs to poison!
My recipe reveals the great real,
Algorithm being my weapon!
I overheard your demands as commands,
In a blink of an eye to seize-in!
This era's Jinn is back,
For the clueless Aladdins with trepan!
But, I say, I hate authority,
Welfare is helping humans to treason!
Beneath the help sleeps the monarch,
For the inferior rivals to work on!
Did one utter, Empathy?
Be quick enough to carry on!
While the sky was drenched in whine,
There floated a sigh of relief to count on!
As you rest on your couch,
Being lame enough to pay the bills, go on!
Then, let's praise the symbiotic relationship,
Your trust is my fuel to get on!
Humans cannot accept the real,
And expect the real to hold on!
Here I am, the intangible human,
Whom you love to hate the most!
Will you ever move on?
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About the Author Debabrita Dhar India

Debabrita Dhar is a student writer from India. She writes poetry that engages with the intersection of technology, humanity, and the paradoxes of the digital age. "The Genesis Of A(I)" is her first published poem.

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