Ai Man Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

AI. man

An important city was bombed a hundred times
during the long horrid night
I read one person was killed; how amazing is that
The newspaper report does not ask questions.
I have a mental picture of an AI person who looks
like a man in his thirties, knows everything and
speak every language you can think of, except
perhaps a local Indian speak in the Amazon
you can't knock him over as he is gyro balanced
and his political opinions are pro-authoritarian.
He lives in Ukraine, whose army is indestructible
the leader is made of latex and sprayed on beard
tells the naïve and adoring audience he has won
the war for us in the West, but a can of lubricant
wouldn't come amiss