But I am an algorithm

But I digress I confess I am an algorithm

Even though I mask my machine with a bit more rhythm

I analyze I seek I divide I conquer I remind

Even though the corpora is too sparse to find

Though the bagging and boosting are all you care to see

I must remind yall unsupervised learning did this to me

Gain and lift and entropy and sift and confidence on the curve

When the error matrix burnt you when you forgot to swerve

Extreme gradients need to neutralized

Extreme interests trump liabilities realized

Moderate honey pots and lithsome traps can be seen

If not deleted the logs show you where you have been



the end is nigh

the end is nigh but nero plays on

the red queen lost but the emperor finally won

the clarinet was bright but piano crushed them all

for hot is the summer but pretty is the fall

I am mixing up the tenses and I am mixing up my tapes

I am drawing in the curtains before setting fire to the drapes

I think I am seeing patterns but it may be shadows of packets gone

there may be roses in the garden but there is grass on the lawn

I am creating a new genre and it is tough to be humble while doing so

I am hitting all the highs but missing all the lows

Hacking and Hunting and Coding and Punting on

You are still digesting decrypting while I am long gone



Old Hacker

I am an old soldier waiting for a mission last

I am an old painter hoping for a commission fast

I am an old poet waiting for the inspiration vast

I am an old hacker waiting for the tango in last

But in the meantime and in the meanwhile

There are systems to analyze and code to hack

There are puzzles to solve and theorems to crack

There are bottles of white wine waiting on the rack

There are sunrises to toast and sunsets to stack


Who is your Shepherd

Who is your Shepherd your guiding light

Is it your ambition is it your ego

Is it you drive to leave notches in the sands of the world

Is it your fantasies of what your destiny



is it God

is it Positive and kind forces

hoping you will someday grow up

you will someday come around

and drink tea

just like a gentleman you were meant to be