To be
like an expert, Without being
one, Brother
AI is always there, To help
you feel like one. Assignments
that come your way, No
matter how, but one excels Not on
skills but on a prompt The pre-trained Brother copiously imparts. No more shoutouts,
no more gratitude To maestros
in science and arts, For Brother AI elevates all To feel
like a pro without being one. An
artist, a poet, a writer or a doctor. Ingested
by the data deluge Of Brother AI’s information outreach. AI is the
master and we are the slaves. Sands
and pebbles fill the shores Of
oceans and all the seas. Brown, black,
red or green. But
golden brown is what we love. Information
aplenty, like sand on the shores. The infosphere is now under siege Not with
information that one needs But with
data that upsets, misinforms and misleads. Imbibe all
data, until the world turns topsy-turvy. To
implode with you, me and everyone.
