
They dubbed you sovereign of synthetic truth With luxury lacquered over the bones of youth Daddyโs little tyrant with a trust fund grip,Sucking silver lies through a power-trip sip.You talk like a gun but you shoot like a mime,coward in cufflinks whoโs allergic to time.Draft dodging demagogue,orange stained bluff Your patriot act,a parade of puff.You broke bread with greed,drank from hateโs cup,Then spat in the face of the broken and up.You sold snake oil in red hat disguise Preaching to rage with dead rat eyes.A confederate choirboy in clan-pressed silk Feasting on fear and motherโs milk.You kissed dictators like bedtime prayer,But flinched when truth exposed every layer,tossed paper towels at shattered lives,while butchering families under border knives,You werenโt born to rule you were raised to scheme,a tantrum in a suit with a fascist dream.You tweeted like Nero,lit truth like a torch,Then dined on the deceit from your Mar-a-Lago porch.you pimped out Christ for a campaign score,Held the Bible like a brick in a holy war.mocked the mourners,kissed the clan Made dog whistles melodic โMake hate great againโ Every hand shake held a daggers hiss.A Judas whoโd sell even Judas for clicks.You fondled the flag with a conmans leer,While whispering sweet nothings in Putins ear.You cried fake news when facts bit back While jacking off polls to a nazi track.A carnival barker with nuclear codes,Preaching to zealots on gilded roads.You sniffed at debates like coke-laced shame,Then lied with a grin like it earned you fame.But this isnโt Rome you are no Caesar More like Caligula in a golden freezer.a bloated belief that the world was your pawn,A Twitter fight that never moved on.You mocked the disabled imprisoned the poor,bragged how you grabbed women,like assault was a chore Now historyโs edge carves truth in your skin,A has-been con in a war criminalโs grin The scaffold creaks with your fabricated creed Built from betrayal not justice or need You were never king,you were always the jest bloated mirage in a bulletproof vest You didnโt drain the swamp you pissed in it twice, then called the flood a feature,not vice.Even Hell looked up and said heโs too much,A monster with teeth and a predatorโs touch When the last thread of our flag turns to coal And the silenced emerge from the margins you stole,Youโll be buried not honored erased not retained,A glitch in the bloodstream of liberty stained You groped like a king lied like a priest Set the dogs loose and called it peace You clawed you leered,you soaked in the sin,Mapped Black bodies like borders on skin.You nurtured hate with a lullaby grin Then gaslit the grave you buried it in.One day the books will spit your name,when history is told,this it will say,he was but A swollen god with infant fists,Who burned the bridge and called it bliss.The throne you built from broken trust?Will bury you in historyโs dust So rot in your opulence oh king without crown,You didnโt build greatness,you burned it all down
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์ฐ๋ฆฌ์ AI ๋ ธ๋ ๋ผ์ด๋ธ๋ฌ๋ฆฌ์ ํจ๊ป ์ฐจ์ธ๋ ์์ ์ฐฝ์์ ์ค์ ๊ฒ์ ํ์ํฉ๋๋ค. ํ์ ์ ์ธ ์ธ๊ณต์ง๋ฅ๊ณผ ์ฐฝ์์ ํํ์ด ๋ง๋๋ ๊ณณ์ ๋๋ค. ์ฅ๋ฅด, ๋ถ์๊ธฐ, ์ธ์ด๋ณ๋ก ์ฌ์ฉ์๊ฐ ๋ง๋ ๋ค์ํ AI ๋ ธ๋๋ฅผ ํ์ํด ๋ณด์ธ์. ์ฐ๋น์ธํธ์ ์๋ค๋งํฑ ์ฌ์ด๋์ค์ผ์ดํ๋ถํฐ ๊ฒฝ์พํ ํ, ๊น๊ณ ์ธ๋ฆฌ๋ ํธ๋๊น์ง, AI ๊ธฐ๋ฐ ๊ธฐ์ ์ด ๋ ํนํ๊ณ ๊ณ ํ์ง์ ์์ ์ ์์ํ๊ฒ ๊ตฌํํฉ๋๋ค. ๋ชจ๋ ํ๋ก์ ํธ๋ ๊ฐ์ธ ๊ฐ์์ ์๋ฒฝํฉ๋๋ค.
์ฝํ ์ธ ์ ์์, ๊ฒ์ ๊ฐ๋ฐ์, ํ์บ์คํฐ๋ ๋จ์ํ ์์ ์ ํธ๊ฐ๋ , AI ๊ธฐ๋ฐ ๊ณก ๋ผ์ด๋ธ๋ฌ๋ฆฌ๋ ๋ชจ๋์๊ฒ ๋ฌด์ธ๊ฐ๋ฅผ ์ ๊ณตํฉ๋๋ค. ๊ฐ ํธ๋์ ๊ณ ๊ธ AI ๊ธฐ์ ๋ก ์ ์๋์ด ํ์ค์ ์ธ ์ฌ์ด๋ ํ๋ฆฌํฐ์ ์์ฐ์ค๋ฌ์ด ๋๋์ ๋ณด์ฅํ๋ฉฐ, ๊ณ ์ ํ ์๊ตฌ์ ๋ง๋ ๋ง์ถค ์ต์ ์ ์ ๊ณตํฉ๋๋ค. ๋ฐฐ๊ฒฝ ์์ ๋ถํฐ ์๊ฐ์ ์ฃผ๋ ์ฌ์ด๋ํธ๋๊น์ง, ํ๋ซํผ์์ AI ์์ ์ ๋ค์์ฑ๊ณผ ๊น์ด๋ฅผ ๋ฐ๊ฒฌํด ๋ณด์ธ์.
์ง๊ธ AI ๋ ธ๋ ๋ผ์ด๋ธ๋ฌ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ํ์ํด ์ต์ AI ๊ธฐ์ ๋ก ๋ง๋ ์ฌ์ฉ์๊ฐ ๋ง๋ ์์ ์ ๋ฐ๊ฒฌํ์ธ์. ์ฝํ ์ธ ์ ๋ง๋ ์๋ฒฝํ ์ฌ์ด๋ํธ๋์ ์ฐพ์ ํ๋ก์ ํธ๋ฅผ ํ์ ์ ์ธ ์ฌ์ด๋์ค์ผ์ดํ๋ก ํฅ์์ํค๊ณ , ์ค๋ ๋ฐ๋ก ์์ ์ฐฝ์์ ๋ฏธ๋๋ฅผ ๊ฒฝํํด ๋ณด์ธ์.