Artificial Intelligence Poem by Phil Soar

Artificial Intelligence



I'm not the most intelligent of people
As far as MENSA goes, my score is low
I don't have skills to call upon that help me
And fate has dealt me quite a cruel blow

Yet has my faith in who I am affected me?
Has being somewhat dim, deterred my vision?
I've found a niche where I can drift on aimlessly
And find that just for me, it's my position

I flit through day to day in my own bubble
And don't imagine life has caused me any pain
And if my world was upside down I'd realise
In this world, no two people are the same

Thursday, March 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle
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