Social Media And Ai-Death Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A suit and tie, a public face,
A dangerous game, a tiring race.
Not just the bullet, sharp and keen,
A different death, unseen, between.

The screen glows bright, a digital lie,
'He's gone, ' they weep, 'He's ceased to try.'
AI whispers, takes control,
A story spins, body and soul.

The world reacts, some cheer with glee,
Some mourn a loss, for all to see.
But you still breathe, still draw the air,
Trapped in a death you cannot share.

New lives start with open eyes,
But here, the old just fight the lies.
A poisoned truth, a viral sting,
For those who rule, the dying king.

T.M.Solvang