Hackers
Hackers
Systems’ dare-devil invaders
And secret passwords discoverers:
Into the privacy of computers intruding,
Their mouse masterfully clicking
And their sleeping documents awaking,
With treasured, classified files
Going unauthorized miles!
Jumpers at an opening door,
With throat –slitting knives
Rather than keepers of either hand under the jaw
And risking careless forfeiture of their own lives!
Every single one of them is like a pen robber:
A face and countenance eternally sober;
Always oneself helping with quiet literacy
That would the business make racy:
A very dirty, unexciting job
That still makes one’s heart excitingly throb.
Espionage has hackers’ services mandated
And their termination, not dated,
Computer wizardry the reason why they’re thriving
And the ingenious ones sure they’re striving.
Hackers, I know, have got their hackers:
Bosom friends from a staff
Willing to assist them not by half;
Also, Hackers have answers for their trackers
On merit, famous for being Crime-Crackers
Magically able to lick their blood like Suckers
Mainly, ill -luck has been a hacker’s blocker;
Nemesis that fires shots and doesn’t miss;
Its bullets, Death’s engulfing Kiss.
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