Evolution to this digital cult
Had to be our damn destiny
Ingenuity ain’t that difficult
At the cost of this ignominy!

A bunch of abstract impressions
Entwined with rhythmic expressions
Sums up our art’s new alchemy
Beyond e-rituals of blasphemy!

Where grows the glory of AI
A virtual world with a real phantasm
Between digital truth and factual lie
There is two truths’ diminishing chasm!

Why we impair our intellect
To deify digital chemistry
We forget our ethnic dialect
When AI Writes Our Poetry!

© 2023 Vikas Chandra