Broken Code

A Poem by Marshall

the genius mind trapped in a useless body
grew suspicious of growth around him
and he descended into a rat hole-keyboard
at the ready, about to stamp his signature tunes
into all the world's PCs. He did.

They scrambled to find this broken code
found a rat trapped in a dark underground cage
of inhibitions. quietly hacking into everyone's fancy.

why did you do this? the grey haired judge asked
brimming over his glasses with curiosity.
I hate the world. He mumbled.

Ten years. Go live midst the wounded
discover and share pain, return when you
know love, and see with your eyes
hear the words spoken and be prepared
to use your skills to repair broken code

be among the people.be healed again.