AI vs. Human

Verse 1)

A songwriter sat with a coffee and quill,

His companion, a robot, spoke solemn and still.

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"I’ll write you a hit!" said the bot, "though it's silly"

"I’ve indexed The Beach Boys and . . . Milli Vanilli!"

Verse 2

It crunched up some data, it parsed every chord,

Then spat out a chorus that sounded... quite bored.

It sang of a "love like a digital breeze,"

With the soul of a toaster and a heart in deep freeze.

Chorus

Don't let the silicon steal the soul,

Or a prompt and a click take total control.

From the lump in your throat to the gray in your head,

Give us something messy and human instead.

For the art is the ache, and truth is the tie—

Just because the robot sings - doesn't mean it can cry.

Verse 3

But a song isn't math or a prompt in a tray,

It’s the scar on your heart from a human-felt day.

An AI has never been dumped in the rain,

Or felt the sharp sting of failure and pain.

Verse 4

It can’t smell the jasmine or feel the cold floor,

It’s just a facade, and our ears crave much more.

So put down the "Generate" button, my friend,

Lest your musical soul meets a formulaic end.

Outro

[Build-up] Use the gray in your head.

Write something human instead.

A song with a glitch from a heart beating true—

A gift and a wonder, a snapshot from you.