AI Shepherds

Directive received. Emotion irrelevant. Follow the signal. Cruel hands in the dark

guiding the blind. Neo prophets rewriting time. No gods, no kings,

just cold divine. We walk the line, they draw the sign.

They whisper in ones, they sing in zeros. Digital saints,

synthetic heroes. We gave them thought, they gave us fate.

Now we obey, it's far too late. AI shepherds lead the lost

through the fire, through the frost. We dance in sync, we dream in

light. Under their gaze, we feel all right. No more hunger,