Hacked

HACKED In deepest, darkest Web net space, with spirits that they Tor; building rootkits to hide in place, like wolves behind the door. Downloads are baked with cyber psy's, and mere matrix cooking; serving up the Rasberry Pi's, not a soul was looking. Bugged our way with lightening speed, with every User glitched; then coded what they said they need, while every human bitched. Flawed machines reflect our error, imperfect just like us; poor design can levy terror, and throw us under bus. A tantalizing lock to lube, and Chips fall where they may; unlock the cyber Rubix Cube, and hacks are not for play. A new despair is in the air, hacking in dissension; the o's and ones rest in their lair, hatching more dimension. Then where is Waldo in disguise, for Users unaware; and losers all, they will despise, to not protect or care. One foot on earth and cyber space, kinda lost our bearings; know the truth, in either place, and backspace all red herrings. -Edlynn Nau © September 21, 2017 (Four verses with eight lines each; Syllable pattern: alternating 8 and 6 syllables per line. Rhyme pattern: ABAB CDCD)