The Echoes poetry competition to celebrate Write Out Loud's 20th anniversary is now open.  Judged by Neil Astley.

Competition closes in 42 days, 16 hours. Get details and Enter.

AI Anxiety

At Algorithm central

it’s time to make a choice

between ChatGPT and DeepSeek

While you still have your own voice

 

It’s a race to get the brightest app

whose misleading demeanour

will leave you in some logic trap

A digital in betweener

 

We know AI will kill us all

It’s no harmless lingua franca

It’s been created just for profit

By some lawless tech bro wankers

 

It circumnavigates the world wide web

assiduously pirating data

Making itself indispensable

To scrape your ideas later

 

It’s a model of anonymous acuity

A conceptual revelation

Ensuring idleness and vacuity

In every generation

 

It’s replaced our grip on what is real

With some futuristic Plaza

Absent of all human warmth or feel

And now it’s made Trump Gaza

 

The weirdest, wildest most worrying vision

Of a sun-soaked hell on sand

The latest crass decision

Of the man with the T-Rex hands

 

A phoney fake gold demagogue

A shallow, hollow husk

Is there anything he wouldn’t flog

In conspiracy with Musk?

 

I shudder at the madness

of what my eyes have seen

My shoulders slumped in sadness

At the unutterable, the obscene

 

No more tunnels, no more fear

Trump Gaza is finally here -

(last 2 lines (c) AI)

 

 

🌷(5)

artificial intelligenceTrumpDisinformationGazadystopia

◄ The Piper's Lament

Comments

Profile image

Stephen Gospage

Thu 27th Feb 2025 16:29

It seems that the machines have caught up with everyday, middling intelligence, RA. Dare I say that they couldn't write a poem like this though?

If you wish to post a comment you must login.

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message