We taught machines to count and learn,
To help us think and help us earn.
They read our words, they hear our voice,
They help us make a better choice.
They solve sums fast, they check our work,
They never rest, they never shirk.
From maps to games, from books to art,
They play a clever, helpful part.
They cannot feel the way we do,
They don't know joy or sadness too.
They learn from data, rules, and code,
They walk the paths that humans showed.
So let us use them kind and wise,
With honest hearts and careful eyes.
For AI helps, but we must see—
A tool it is, not you or me.
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