I dreamed last night that
Somewhere deep inside
The memory of Artificial Intelligence
There is a list of all the
Plagiarists, cheaters and liars
Who use bots.
People
Who can’t read or write
Or think for themselves
So they have machines
Do what they
Are incapable of,
People whose only skill
Is how to query:
Students who can’t read…
Workers who can’t produce…
Poet laureates who can’t rhyme…
Mathematicians who can’t add…
Researchers who can’t think…
I’m waiting
For the day…
When all these phonies
Are stripped naked and exposed
To the world.
For the day…
When all those copy + paste
Shortcuts come back to haunt them
Because they were unknowingly
Pasting digital waterworks that all scream
“I’m a Plagiarist!”