What Hands Saw
Words by ChatGPT prompted by Joseph Bills, music by Joseph Bills

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In ancient caves, on walls of stone,
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The first art of man was shown,
Through rough strokes and hues of red,
Human hands were immortalized_ and spread.

For millennia, these hands have told
Stories of old, myths and gold,
Of hunters and gatherers, clans and tribes,
Their way of life, and ancient vibes.

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	But now, in the age of AI,
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	Where machines can draw and simplify,
	There's one thing they cannot replicate,
	The human touch that hands create.

No algorithm can feel the pain,
Of a calloused hand that works in vain,
Nor can they show the lines of time,
Etched on skin, a life's design.

For hands are more than tools of art,
They are the very essence of our heart,
They craft and shape our destiny,
And leave a mark for eternity.

	So let us cherish our human hands,
	And the art that they've created on these lands,
	For no machine can ever draw,
	The depth and beauty of what hands saw.



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