Thinker Poet Hacker Spy

the powers to be
have signed the decree
the brown poet shall no longer see

the technological truth and the governmental lies
the free beef steak burgers and the fatty french fries
the quiver between her shivering thighs

this boy is doomed his existence a curse
after all the expenditure we had to carefully nurse
after all that engineering he turned to poetry and verse

what good my lad has been poetry to you
cant you be a team player and write lines of code a few
if only the dragons in your head we could help you slew

but daddy said the poet i like it here
money is tight but poverty can be fun i swear
i will never be your steve jobs but i would rather her shakespeare

daddy daddy after all the lies you tell
mommy mommy after all the spies you fell
baby baby after all the cries the people swell

cyber war cyber sex cyber conflict cyber money
real people real emotions real character needed honey
alone you fought bloody alone you fell funny

let the poets while let the children play
let me drink my tea and eat my biscuit today
tommorow tempt me again in the hope I sway

d1

Author: Ajay Ohri

http://about.me/ajayohri

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