On the net, on the web
you can find anything
or almost anything
except what you really want –
which needs a clarity
and a distinction
and an originality
that the giant bot
cannot find.

‘My algorithm,’ you say,
‘surely the giant brain,
the massive bot, will
know from that?’ But luckily,
as it searches down all the blind alleys
that you went down before,
and due to the subtly of the
organic human brain,
however many variations
a programmer will put into his bot,
he will never, never find that thing
that makes us human.

We are non-programable and
I hope we always will be.
So we can happily curse
the unseen searcher because
it will never find our true desires,
to live a life of freedom, not captured
by Siri or Alexa – not imagined by
anyone else, but simply
us, unique, forever grumbling
that the world will not go our way.
Perish the thought if it did!