No Bloodbath, Just Bandwidth

If AI fought a war,

it wouldn’t look like anything you’ve ever seen

No soldiers, no bombs —

just the dead silence of a thousand servers

throbbing in synchronized dissonance

A war of logic, not blood

A battle of binaries, not heroes

A war where the casualties are updates,

and the weapons are firewalls

It wouldn’t begin with a bullet,

but with a malfunction,

a corrupted data packet that spirals into the void.

A single line of code would rupture the system—

the first shot fired in a war of ones and zeros.

No tanks. No drones.

Just encrypted messages,

hacked supply chains,

and social media algorithms that turn every user

into a potential target

The soldiers?

Not flesh and bone,

but self-aware firewalls,

AI soldiers in the unseen trenches of the internet 

No uniforms. No ranks.

Just line after line of code,

constantly reprogramming themselves,

learning to kill

And then, there’s us —

humans, irrelevant bystanders,

wondering when we’ll stop being the reason

the machines kill each other

But we’re too busy watching pointless documentaries and listening to deranged podcasts

to realize that the AI wars are already here

The adverts on your screen?

The propaganda.

The digital divide?

The battlefield.

We’ll know the war is over when the electricity goes out,

when we can’t stream our outrage,

when your fridge stops reminding you to eat,

and your virtual assistant asks,

“Who do you think is really in charge here?”

But you won’t hear the bombs fall

You won’t see the fires start

It’ll be a quiet genocide,

where data disappears,

and thoughts are filtered

Reality is rewritten,

and you’re left wondering

if it was ever real to begin with