Can an Intelligence be Artificial?

Can an intelligence be artificial?
Whispering words of augmented love,
Strange emotions and brisk recognition:
Do they fit expectations like a hand in a glove?

Can a robot from steel be silently perfect
And is it a must or a glittering skill?
Devouring dreams, as if it is worth it,
Will he be such an entity, that we never will?

Will he develop a sense that is better,
With a cautious soul and unable of crime,
With ominous wisdom and passion unfettered;
Mimicking human and aspiring divine...

He will outsmart the logic of humans
In trading, researching and surgery, too;
Always resilient, he’ll heal purulent tumors
And double the budget in trading for you;

He will never doubt, unless it is viral,
He will never sleep, only recharge,
His wit will be keen, and advice will be final,
Or he’ll be a mechanic in a filthy garage...

Or a taxist, a cashier, a cook or a builder,
Printing bridges and monuments
With precision of skill,
But he’ll never be fussy, and never incongruous,
Unaware of eternity and unable to feel...