Picture Perfect
Once, a photo was all the proof we needed –
Unfakeably real.
From journalists to private eyes,
They’re cutting-through a thousand lies.
Snap it, print it, we’ll believe it,
Wasn’t that the deal ?
But Stalin should have taught us right
To never trust in black and white.
A photo’s a tangled weaving –
Of light, and of how we feel –
They’ve always been a compromise
Between our out and inner eyes.
So now, with AI’s bold deceiving,
Why make such a meal ?
As if King Kong and Georges Méliès
Had not exposed the shades of grey.
Rhyming Couplets 