AI AND THE CREATIVE INDUSTRY.

In a world where technology
Is fast rising and everything
Is happening so fast
With just a code and dreams become unseen
Waving new words on a digital screen.
 
A silent muse it is in a human machine
Guiding the creative hands
Where art has been with just
A spark of thoughts in fields serene
It molds the words in rhythmic flow.
 
Each voids of the creative touch
Of a real human touch from the creative mindset
As tales untold begins to grow
Echoing voices soft yet bold
Where stories dace and ideals glow.
 
What a pity creative is murdered
A digital heart with beats so untrue
Human lost touch of creative intellect
Blending the past and something anew
A symphony no hands confine.