Artificial Poem

The following is my session with OpenAI chatGPT (chat.openai.com). I fed it with my own poem and asked chatGPT to rewrite the poem. My orignal is this.

speak
or not
it’s not up to us
it’s up to who

The following is rewrite (actually three rewrites) by chatGPT. What do you think?

Say what you will,
Or keep it to yourself,
It’s not for us to choose,
But rather, up to fate.

The choice is yours,
To speak or stay silent,
It’s not our decision
But rather, the universe’s

The words we speak,
The thoughts we hide,
Are not in our control,
But in the hands of the divine.

Ibrahim Arif extend mine with davinci-003 and the following is the result:

The power of words, it is said,
Is a force that can’t be misread.
Though we may want to say a thing,
Sometimes our hearts we must not sting.

We can never know the impact,
Of the words we choose to act.
So, if we wish to speak our mind,
We must first consider what we find.

It’s not up to us, you see,
To choose the words that are to be.
Our thoughts and feelings we must weigh,
For our words can turn good to bad they say.

When we take the time to think,
It’s then we can choose what to ink.
For our words can be so profound,
But they can also bring us down.

So, as we prepare to speak,
We must be sure to be meek.
And choose the words that are best,
To show our self-control and zest.