Full of grief I scream at the computer
Thought I heard the words of satan's brothers
Imprison my code
And stay in a shell console
I won't let you in to have a encryption key to steal
Crackers tend to bog my comp down
Don't understand so the demon compilers hate me now
My fear grips the will of code
My code fears I'll die broke and alone
I promised myself somewhere in the programming life
I'd never submit to the ones I will not be like
Live in my code
But stay close to my kind
Cause they understand what binary language burns in my mind
I still feel incomplete
code lines are few and far between. (thought you'd appreciate this poem by someone. lol)
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