AN ARTIFICIAL PRESIDENT POEM

Prepare to dare
A day to share
I told you
You must dare
Up upon your hill
But it’s your will
Decide and build
So tiny gild
An AI
Plus a P
I see
Then there will be
An AIP
Without a dent
It should be sent
The tons of AI with the P
Up upon that hill
The will of change
Is to arrange
The test
But no protest
An AIP can’t sway
Or run away
The dial
Is artificial
The need to run
Escape the gun
Will turn into a pose
And I suppose
The roses in the garden
Maybe have will to pardon
The swearing and bewildering
We witnessed on our screens
And no more lies to cover mean
Murders in the streets
The AIP
Will be
Protection for our intellect
It’s your select
Let’s meet
Go dancing in the street
No need for protest
To save the forest
We just need new air
It is our swear
Stop all the needs
Go for our deeds
Let’s drink and eat
And not defeat
The essential right to breathe

In the memory of all
The lost lives
That was taken
And the suffering
To make this world
A better place for you and me

Hope you still take good care so we can go dancing soon…

© d’Viggo 2020

You might know me, but you don’t. I got wet in the rain, but now always soaked. I thought a lot. High thoughts and also loud and clear.

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