Mad Hackers are coming
It’s programmed you see
Life’s like a computer
When live it breathes
I bare the scares of a human face
Mix up some colour and change your race
Mystery aids – intrigue – know it kills
What do you take for your aching ills?
Turn the page or look away
Turn off your TV’s – aids may go away
Life in the city – a bit like a hutch
When you’re fed – you run around in it
When you’re hungry – you don’t
Human error may discover or destroy
Put in a chip – punch our a noise
Load up your senses and pound our a key
I want this one printed and sent to me
Mad Hacker
Life’s like a computer
When live it breathes
Life