I saw them inject her with lethal medicine,
her eyes drooped, her voice slurry, but the words still resound
"No, I will not die tonight,"
"No, no, I will not die tonight.
Not today, not ever."

#poem #poetry #writing

I saw them put her to the electric chair,
her body aglow, the breath of her burning skin
carries still the words,
"No, I will not die tonight,"

I saw them burn her at the stake,
I heard her scream—
A battle cry,
"No, I will not die tonight,"

Can a machine even create art? It doesn't have agency, or intent, or a self to express. 🤔