Monday, November 14, 2011

A Fond Deluge

An elephant can never utter a word

When it is on the wheels upon a table

The difference is the same as it would be

If the elephant were to be alone in a jungle.

The wild hacker isn’t a mob as the crows say so

You would see no such attack in apathy;

The wild hacker is the one who writes a fable

And makes you believe it through empathy.

You may try to force the elephant out

But I warn you no speech works without sense;

The elephant will not budge if you will

The electrical activity is at your expense.

You may try to master force and friction,

There’s an angel holding on to a mammal;

No one escapes hurt through smiles

Unless you wish to be the tamed animal.

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