Living In An AI World

 

Living In An AI World

© by Bud Lemire on Oct 25, 2026

We're living in an AI world, is anything real?

I'm not even sure, if it's real of what I feel

Is that woman, really beautifully built that way?

Or is she not at all like that, that just isn't okay

A site told me, that she was 99% AI

What is real or not, oh dear and oh my

I like a fantasy, where I am in control

I love the people, who are born with a soul

A heart that beats, and someone who can bleed

Are the people, not AI, the ones that I need

AI is nice, and can do many things

I prefer reality, and all that it brings

AI is everywhere, every place that you look

I still like to rely, on a really good book

I prefer the human, and the human touch

AI everywhere, is just a little too much

A little AI, is okay by me

Not AI all over, too real to see

Just like a good broth, a dash of it is okay

Too much AI, and the great taste has gone away

AI is taking over everywhere and everything. I like AI.

But when you look at pictures and videos and can't tell

which is real and which is not, it gets to be a bit too much.

I prefer the human connection, and knowing that person

has feelings and is real. Not someone made up to look

much better to the eye. I prefer the natural look. Because

that way we know, they have a beautiful soul.

Treat People Better

 

Treat People Better

© by Bud Lemire on Oct 5, 2026

This world lately, has gotten way out of hand

Disrespect, and rudeness, has soured this land

Treat people better, and then in return

Possibly, there is something you will learn

No matter what your job is, a sour attitude won't do

There's always a better side, making a better you

When you're rude and sour, you're showing us your worst

The people who look up to you, should always come first

I've seen your better side, I know it's there

What would it hurt, to show you really care

Of yourself, what you give, is what you earn

Give a little more kindness, at every turn

Don't take your job so seriously, socialize and smile

It's your day job, you're only there, for just a little while

Treat the people you're around, a little better every day

That smile that doesn't come often, might decide to stay

There are always two sides, to every job you perform

When they are both used, it is above the norm

Which face is it, you want people to see when they look at you

A nasty rude bitch or bastard, or someone they can look forward to

Many times a job can cause a lot of stress. Don't take it out on the

people who you deal with who are part of what your job is. How

you treat people will be remembered for many years. Do you want that to be how they remember you? Or do you want them to remember you as a good worker who treated you good. I know which one I would want. This is why I treat people right, no matter who they are.

Smelling The Lilacs

 

Smelling The Lilacs

© by Bud Lemire on June 10, 2026

Riding along on a beautiful day

Flowers are blooming in every way

Lilacs are out, love their color and smell

I've always enjoyed them, I know them well

They come in different colors, that is what I see

I know where to find them, their smell comes to me

A closer look shows, the beauty in each bloom

Look closely for yourself, you should never assume

I remember years ago, a lilac bus was taken away

Tears from my Mom, made for such a sad day

Mom loved lilacs, so it's easy to understand

It was taken away, because it wasn't our land

I love to smell them, when I'm out and about

There's lilacs, on every block on my route

Out on Aronson Island, lilacs bloom every year

I spend time smelling them, the Yellow Warbler is near

Their blooms don't last long, as you need to time it just right

So get your smeller working, while the lilacs are in sight

I'll smell the lilacs, while their season is here

My favorite flower, this time every year

Mom loved them, and so do I. I take in the smell when I see

them around. And after they bloom here in town, I am off

to Aronson Island to smell them there.

Music To Sleep To

 

Music To Sleep To

© by Bud Lemire on April 23, 2026

Music puts me to sleep

My thoughts I can't keep

I find myself in an endless dream

It feels more real, than it might seem

I listen to music, to ease me to slumber

I got through many songs, almost every number

While I sleep, they keep on playing

Through the night, I guess they'll be staying

I wake up at different times, and I hear a tune

I get up slowly, and then cross the room

Cars are going down, Ludington street

As the boombox plays, something quite sweet

I go back to bed, and lay my head down

I smile strongly, I can be such a clown

A sweet voice singing a lullaby, sings me into dreams

Where in this world I am at, is not as it seems

I wake up in the morning, feeling revived and ready for the day

While the music keeps playing, I dance along on my way

In This Crazy World

 

In This Crazy World

© by Bud Lemire on June 25, 2026

In this crazy world, I try to be sane

People don't understand, but I do have a brain

I use it often, in everything that I do

Understand my mind, if you only knew

What's happening in this world, to turn it around like this

All the times of yesterday, is what I really miss

When things were more normal, and people got along

No finger pointing, saying who was in the wrong

I guess those days are gone, someday they may be back

If we can ever get everything, on the right track

Private days have left us, everyone has a voice

We should keep it to ourselves, bit it is our choice

I know that many things today, are so very wrong

Yet so many people praise it, it's their theme song

I believe in equality, for all humans here

There should never be, so much we have to fear

Our nationality, should never be at stake

Abuse of any kind is nasty, time to be awake

Take the time to think on it, someone's judging you

Take the facts inside your head, make sure they are true

The last two years have been nasty. Living on the edge

of your seat, wondering what is he going to do next. Of

course stupidity leads the way every time.

Canada Is Burning

 

Canada Is Burning

© by Bud Lemire on July 17, 2026

Oh Canada, we're so sorry to hear you're burning

Disregard the republicans, they are still learning

Nobody wanted the wildfires to happen, so don't complain

In the wildfire smoke, many have lost their brain

While some land in Canada, burns to the ground

Somewhere in the smoke, a republican is found

Screaming his head off, at Canada for this smoke

While everyone cheers, because he deserves to choke

Canada didn't want this, you crazy old fool

Is your brain hiding, inside some stool

We have a great neighbor, some are too dumb to know

All they're concerned is, maybe this will bring in more dough

I can't tell you to wise up, because dumb you'll always be

Many understand this, but too bad you'll never see

So much stupidity out there, it's hard to believe

Wildfire tragedies, cause everyone to grieve

Loss is not funny, it's serious and so sad

Those who blame Canada, are totally mad

I wish Canada well, and hope the fires are out soon

Those who blame Canada, just stay in your cocoon

This is for the Republicans who blame Canada for the

wildfires, and any others who do. Canada did not ask for them.

And they don't deserve them. What they deserve from The USA,

is support, not Tariffs. Canada, we love you, and are praying

for the fires to be out soon.

Double Entendre

 

Double Entendre

© by Bud Lemire on June 15, 2026

What is the meaning of this song?

You could be right, you could be wrong

The writer did that, so that you...

Could find your own meaning, that's true

The writer found meaning, in what they wrote

You may have a memory attached to it, with every note

Something that is different, but means a lot to you

We each know things, from our own point of view

They could be writing, about a lover or a close friend

It's all about, how and what you wish to comprehend

It's great, to let your imagination flow free

I do it often, and it means so very much to me

Everyone hears, or views things in a different way

It's all about, how you perceive it every day

Different views, different likes, different tastes too

Just like in a lifetime, it's different things we go through

I remember one singer, I believed every song

He came out recently, to tell his listeners we were wrong

The song could have had, a double entendre, or more

So you must be prepared, to open up every door

They write about one thing, we thought they wrote

about something else. And someone else comes along

and thinks it's about something totally different. It's all

about how you take it, and how you see or hear it.