You Give Me...
a random poem from the top of my head (like always)
Headaches.
Everyday,
All the time.
Dilemma in my heart,
Annoyance in my soul.
Can’t get rid of you,
Hindrances in my life.
Everyone agrees, though their experience differs.
Siblings.
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— Ai Intrusion ~ Are you Next ~ Is Ai Evolution after your job? — Few workplaces haven't been affected. Ai is in supermarkets, at doctors' offices, and even monitoring farms. I just can't think of anything this machine is not getting into, can you? For instance: Education ~ Law and Tech jobs will one day have a major influence or be taken over by these inanimate machines, with accuracy and vigor. From mechanics' diagnoses to a wide variety of everyday jobs, including fast food workers, with this input having the ability to cut their unnecessary work hours. I'm certain all of us have been touched by this with our short stories and colorful headings, have you? Even comments are very questionable 'Non-Robot' insertions.
By Jay Kantor7 days ago in Journal
Comments (6)
Wasn’t expecting that last line! Haha! My mind went to work stuff right away. Great acrostic!
I love the snapshot of everyday struggles—indeed siblings are the headache and the cure all in one. ✨
That final line was quite the plot twist!! I loved this, Luna!
Your poem does strike several ideas for a headache itself and what causes them. Good job.
Don't have siblings so I can't relate, lol. Loved your poem!
The end made me chuckle as I wasnt sure where it might end! very relatable acrostic, Luna! good job!