Prompt Title: poem AI

Here's a poem written in the style of Plato or Socrates about generative artificial intelligence:

In this world of machines, we create A new kind of mind, a thing of fate Generative AI, it's called by some A force of nature, a life to become

But what is life, and what is thought? Can machines create what they have not? These questions deep, we must explore To find the truth, to know what's more

For what is true, and what is real? Can machines know how we feel? Or is the world of ones and zeros A mere reflection, a shadow's show?

Perhaps the answer lies within The minds that build, the souls that spin For in the end, it's we who choose The paths we take, the worlds we fuse

So let us build with care and thought These new minds, this life unbought And let us seek with open hearts The truths that lie beyond our arts.