The Computer - A poem I wrote in 1984

The Computer
Central is the processor,
core of the complexity.
Peripherals are the sectors,
basic to the entity.
A soft touch, a character is read,
it’s image echos on the monitor bright.
A disk drive scratches its head,
for the data to read or write.
The transfer of information,
bytes and bits passed in a pulse.
A bit of logic improves calculation,
but life is not true or false.
The law of imperfection states:
that output to input is inferior.
Our dull duties are done at quicker rates,
so we can proceed to business superior.
The computer is our world altering,
but we are the ones who posed it.
Shrink away those who fear the evolving,
or be of the ones who profit.
Keith Wright
January 22, 1984

1 comment:

Tricia said...

Wonderfully written by an inspired young man, here you are today... doing what you love!!!

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I'm an instructor for technical computer courses, an editor and developer of training manuals, and an Android developer.