The Dystopian Of The future.

Artificial intelligence burst in force
turning all humanity upside down,
writings and even images were created
making our mind look limited.

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Artists and writers will be unemployed,
They will never be able to match those results,
pigeonholing the ineffable into zeros and ones,
distancing ourselves from deep feelings.
Technology will surpass our creativity,
little by little eliminating all diversity,
art will not impact in the same way
without that charming lack of precision.
A poem needs meter and lyric,
You can't do everything with rhymes,
and so the machines surpass us in this,
My ingenuity gives me nothing but to be honest.
Maybe tomorrow my ability will be useless,
algorithms will end the impossible,
creating writings is limited to privileged people
with great mind or developed gadgets.
Although I cannot deny all the progress,
artificial intelligence wins on the balance,
It will surely solve many problems,
several lives and maybe the economy will be saved.
However, another great dilemma dawns,
our IQ is declining,
culture and traditions are in check,
as fast as this spreads