Years from now during the dystopian dark ages
Of our conformist non-creative futures
Engineers will develop a Sophisticated Artificial Intelligence
That writes poetry so deftly
That many will listen in awe and
Bewilderment at its rhymes and chimes.
This mechanized poet of the future will churn out mountainous
Volumes of clanging verses that will impress amateurish readers
Through its florid vocabulary
And seemingly endless knowledge of useless facts
Strung together in unusual and abstract ways.
After its creation unscrupulous engineers and scientists
Will claim that even the dim witted
Can create great poetry with a few clicks, some legal tender
And three keywords as input.
Like lemmings they will come in pursuit of their dreams
And eagerly enter words like
“Hungry”
“Rhino”
“Sandwich”
At the prompt
And presto!
The greatest poem about a
Hungry Rhino
Will be birthed;
“And so the enormous pink
Flabby rhino’s teeth sink
Into the ham sandwich that stinks”
And the dim-witted will think that this
Is very clever and hand it into their
English instructor as homework,
While the clever ones save their money
And write knowing that they will never be replaced
By either a computer or the dim witted