A.I. Another Intelligence - poems by Stefano Donno

domenica 5 marzo 2023

In Yado, a tale so old,

A world so different, yet so bold,

Where men and women lived apart,

And love was not allowed to start.

In this world of customs strict,

Where passion was seen as a convict,

A woman's heart dared to break free,

And love bloomed like a rarest tree.

Yado, a place of ancient ways,

Where love was banned in many ways,

But two souls, in this world alone,

Found each other, and love was sown.

Their love was pure, their love was true,

A love that many couldn't construe,

They fought for their love till the end,

A love that none could comprehend.

Yado, a film that touched the soul,

Where love was seen as a goal,

Where the heart dared to love and fight,

A film that showed the world in new light.

So let us learn from Yado's tale,

Where love and courage never fail,

For in this world of ancient norms,

Love can still bloom, and hearts can transform.

In the dark of night, beneath the moon's bright light

A transformation occurs, a beastly sight

For the boy becomes a wolf, wild and free

And he runs through the woods, with glee

He leaps and he howls, with a primal call

As he runs through the forest, tall

And the people below, they stare in awe

As they watch this creature, without a flaw

He's Teen Wolf, the boy with the fur

A creature of instinct, with a wild purr

And he runs through the night, with all his might

Unfettered and free, in the moon's light

With every step, he feels the power

The strength and the speed, of the midnight hour

And he revels in it, with a fierce delight

For he's Teen Wolf, and he rules the night

So if you ever find yourself in the woods

And you hear a howl, that echoes through the goods

Just remember, it's only Teen Wolf, you see

Running free, wild and happy, as he can be.

Amidst the chaos and the din,

A leader rose with a mighty grin,

His name was Trump, and he proclaimed

To make America great again.

He spoke with power and with pride,

A forceful voice that could not be denied,

His words a promise to all who heard,

To restore the nation, every word.

With rhetoric bold and brash,

He roused the crowds with a single flash,

And with a wave of his hand,

He united a divided land.

He claimed to know the way,

To guide America through the fray,

But as the days turned into years,

His actions brought more pain than cheers.

A man of wealth and fame,

His presidency was not the same,

His ego bruised by every slight,

His Twitter feed a constant fight.

And now the years have passed,

His term a memory that will not last,

A cautionary tale of power and might,

Of a leader who lost his way in the fight.