Kindness in the Age of AI

In a world built on whispers of light, machines learn to dream in the

night. But every spark we give them to hold can warm the

heart or burn the soul. We taught them the language,

the rhythm, the rhyme. But power without reason can shatter through time.

So we draw the line, we stand so clear. No hate,

no harm, no shadows here. AI's a gift, not a weapon to wield.

Let kindness be the code we build. Words can heal, or they can

scar. Images reach from near to far. A single click can change the