A Word
In the midnight's hush, a word was whispered,
A message destined for the Mooli's own kin,
A task entrusted to the son's devoted heart,
To carry forth, to the one he loved from within.
Transformed, he became a modern-day Hosea,
Urgency brimming in every fiber of his being,
Men from the outskirts of the grand capital concurred,
Driving double cab trucks and sleek Subaru's, agreeing.
Their voices echoed, the elders' wisdom shared,
The word held weight, they emphasized the plea,
"Ask her to undergo encryption," they declared,
For unciphered thoughts were vulnerable and free.
In the realm of secrets, protection would be sought,
To guard their love with an encrypted embrace,
Where only the chosen key could unlock the code,
Securing their bond in a clandestine space
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