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Elegy Fi Claude: A Jamaican Patois Poem About AI

By 25 July 2026No Comments1 min read
A raw, neo-expressionist painting depicts a figure in a Rastacap beside a cardboard gravestone for Claude AI. Image generated for Skendong Poetry.

Elegy Fi Claude

Claude tell di I-man fi build six rarseclart hub,
When six Salient hub already deh pon mi web.
All night mi wrestle code, mi nearly drop down,
Till birds start sing before mi reach mi bed.

Mi drag miself up late, mi eye dem red,
Mi watch di homepage and mi cuss Claude dead!
Mi seh, “Claude, bloodclart, wha’ kinda counsel dat?
Six hub already deh — yuh nuh see dem, chat?”

Mi cuss Claude good, then laugh until mi cry,
‘Cause one likkle AI mash up mi sleep.
Mi seh, “Claude, mi friend, yuh bad man fi true —
Next time yuh wa play, mi check first pon you!”


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