HACK BOYS

The world is full of hack boys

Who just cause they are computer whizzes

Assume they can hack my mind with their toys

And when they experience the power of the mind

Their own bearings they cannot find

For my pen or my computer

Is much more powerful than their toys

And with me rests the future

While they the past will be; due to their ploys

For we are those who walk alone

And are not disturbed by the stone

Strewn in our paths while we do shine;

Like beaten gold or like vintage wine

For we are those who walk alone

And have nothing to do with those who moan