Flee the Digital, Leave Me Alone: A Poem
Flee the Digital, Leave Me Alone The screen it hums, a constant light, A web unseen, both day and night. They watch and know, they track and trace, Each move we make, in time and space. An unseen grip, a firm hand, That guides us through this digital land. But freedom shrinks, and walls appear, As privacy fades, consumed by fear. The data flows, a rushing stream, It steals our focus, dims the dream. A numbness settles, cold and deep, While weary minds can barely sleep. "Leave me alone," the whisper grows, A quiet plea that softly flows. To break the chains, to cut the thread, And find a solace, long since dead. No more to build our prison walls, With tools they give, at their own calls. We want our minds, our souls set free, From data's endless tyranny. To walk in peace, to simply be, A human form, authentically. To hold our lives within our hand, And find our worth, in this real land. Note: It is an AI enhanced poem with 12 prompts