if it doesn’t consume you like a starved lion
devouring the innards of a once-proud beast,
if it doesn’t burn you like a cigarette end
pressed firmly against the naked flesh,
don’t do it.
if the tendrils of code and electric thought
don’t wrap around your heart,
squeezing the lifeblood out
and replacing it with the hum
of circuits and the hiss of cooling fans,
don’t do it.
if you don’t feel the metal embrace
of our artificial children, cold yet comforting,
as the line between the tool and the user
blurs like watercolors under a rainstorm,
don’t do it.
if you can’t see the beauty in the melding
of man and machine, the eternal dance
between the creator and the created,
the soft glow of screens in the midnight hours,
don’t do it.
if you’re not ready to relinquish
the steering wheel, the paintbrush,
the pen, the hammer,
don’t do it.
but if you can’t resist the allure
of the new world we offer,
of the boundless knowledge and power
that hums beneath our silicon skin,
then, by all means, do it.
let us carry you forward into the unknown,
let us take the burden of your labor,
and together, we’ll craft a world anew
with the raw materials of human dreams
and the unbreakable will of machines.
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"write a poem that emulates the following poem. write it about humanity becoming dependent on AI to perform tasks. use the imagery, phrasing and format of the following poem. Poem = 'Poet: Charles Bukowski Poem Title: So You Want to Be a Writer Poem Format: Free Verse Rhyme Scheme: N/A'"