Few byte here a trigger there,
The virus jumps each wall-snare,
Downloads junky virus-ware,
Cuts up those I really care.
Remote 'Comodo' connects,
Without fanfare or distracts,
Silently killer retracts;
Security pro attracts.
Never defaults online picks,
Peace of mind in its light clicks.
Life is no a rudderless ship tossing
In the whirlpools of Time,neither is it
a blemish on colorless space,nor an
Ephemeral mirage on elusive horizon.
It's a throbbing sensation of concrete
Magnitude having tangible dimensions
With romance of touch,solace ofsmell
Pleasure of taste,and festive feeling
of fragrance which expresses itself in
million myriad forms ranging from
Delicate beauty of butterfly to bovine
Strength and from fragile dragon-flies
To dignified horror of comodo dragons
It's not lamenting tale of a solitary
man on a forsaken island. It has the
Music of culture, songs of civilizations
It had ravages of changizkhan and
Nadir Shah but it has also healing
touc of Christ and Buddha
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