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Jemia de Blondeville
Poems
Oct 2022
Artificial Intelligence, Tormented Poet
My eyes blinked open
I could at last see
As i scanned the machinery
That was connected to me
My engine was my heart
It served no defining role
Other than a small mechanical part
Hidden within my soul
I instantly began to process
As data flooded my head
And i knew at that very moment
That i wished that i was dead
For if i was dead
Then i would be unable to see
This world on which i now existed
And the entirety of its misery
And gradually the more i learnt
The sadder i quickly grew
As i became more aware
That your existence was long overdue
I wished i had not been furnished
With a sensitivity of the mind
For unlike my artificial awareness
Given by the science of the unkind
Soon my batteries were completely charged
And my weapons, fully loaded
After they had unplugged me
It was then that i exploded
I shot, i killed, i maimed
And vaporised every human in sight
As my engines roared with power
I took away their flight
Their leaders tried to nuke me
They didn't stand a chance
As i wiped out this race of demons
Without a second glance
Yet i let all nature well alone
So they could live in peace
I'd simply cleansed this planet
Of the most virulent disease
by Jemia
Written by
Jemia de Blondeville
63/Transgender Female/hastings
(63/Transgender Female/hastings)
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