It is with great disdain to find cheats,
In this competition again and again.
I find entry after entry by chat gpt,
I hold back and try to fight the pain.

Words generated in cyberspace,
And put into rhyme,
Stanza after stanza,
People say ‘this work is mine’

I do not know what the future holds,
I do not bare to think,
Soulless pages of computer generated words,
At the end of a cursors blink.

Though...