After listening to the speech, I made the following poem. Centos or sharing your own poetry is welcome.

 

TITLE: Biden's Pulpit

 

Some will say Biden shouted

Some will praise his vitality

Some will think it for an opponent

Some will hear stroking naysays

While me, plus others, heard a plea

...

 

A plea embedded in, a declaring free

That one day, the land of genocide, slavery, plus greed

Will be a civil being, matching a dream

but...

 

The plea has a problem

Multimade in said land's past

The murder of those who led

Without need of a plea

By their neighbors, who saw the usa

Eternally, as a land of said three things

Not sinful, evil, or any inhumane

Where love to son is not to the stranger

So the white haired president, pleaded to those he don't need

He need those who will act without his plea, who are all in graves

 

...Now

Dear reader, do not think me a peer

I merely scribed the truth to what I live in. 

I know stars and stripes, is said eternally

While! I don't hate, fear or work against those

Who hope the usa become said being.

When descended from enslaved, you can be me

...

 

I will leave to do my own things

But, all are warned, to the following

beware old slavery or bright dreams

And hope you live as the lucky

In tomorrows ... the free

 

Author: Richard Murray

 

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In the chamber’s hush, under the Capitol’s dome,
Biden stood, addressing the nation’s home.
Words were spoken with hopeful intent,
Yet beneath the surface, critiques were ferment.

“Unity and progress,” he claimed with a voice so bold,
But skeptics found the message somewhat cold.
For in the spaces between the lines read,
Lay unaddressed issues, silently spread.

Healthcare, climate, justice, and strife,
Parts of the fabric of the American life.
Yet in his speech, some found lack,
A roadmap clear, the vision slack.

Promises like stars in the night sky, bright,
But without action, they fade from sight.
Inequality’s shadow still looms large,
Unspoken, it charged a silent charge.

The union’s state, a complex weave,
Not just what one man can conceive.
Critique not of person, but of power’s role,
In shaping a future that’s whole.

So let this poem, in verse and rhyme,
Reflect the complexity of our time.
For in democracy, critique must have a part,
In the ever-evolving American heart.

@Troy nice, thanks for joining in

 

my favorite lines in the poem, did you write it? ,  are the following

 

For in the spaces between the lines read,
Lay unaddressed issues, silently spread.

 

What part of my poem did you enjoy most? You can say none at all:) 

I did not write poem I just asked chat got to spit something about Biden’s address.

 

a poor judge of poetry 😞

@Troy 

I love it:) it produced something rythmical. though it clearly didn't know the speech cause biden had tons of policy references , i like the allusion to a hidden laced issue. 

I didn’t see Biden speech. had I had knowledge of the specifics, would’ve prompted the AI to include some of those specifics, and it would’ve been a better poem

wait @Troy why did you say it will be a better poem? The algorithms are all based on approximations, heuristics, statistics. These are all simulations, not intelligence. This is why the computer chose the poetic form, cause that is the most convenient. 

Try the same prompt you originally did but tell the computer to make the poetic form a haiku?

I imagine the computer will produce a negative result. Poetic forms come in so many ways, the couplet style the computer chooses is the most convenient.