A poem to AI or shots fired

A tome or poem to
AI software
y’all need to gon’ somewhere
let me take this
pen and demolish that
symbolism you
represent –
as you endeavor to
replace through a
decree that ain’t
divine… it ain’t time,
I intend to
eviscerate your license
because it lacks the conciseness
and intricacy
of the spirit
as poetry comes from
the soul
not a goddamned code.

A live reading of the piece… music compliments of the legendary Ramsey Lewis
Prose comprised on a stroll, AI can’t do that.

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