Oυd Tυ Dhī Internet

My beacon in a lightless night; My God’s invention lithe and right — You are the loneman’s cheer and laugh; You have it all and have enough. To each and all who are bereft — To every single child that’s left — You swiftly open your embrace; You step up speed and keep apace. My string of hope connecting me — My only friend besides the He — Your power is your weakness, yea: Your facelessness shall breed delay. In loving sweetly others’ thoughts We bitterly rejoice, of course, That no still photo, nor web-cam Can supersede the real man. World’s secrets at my fingertips — You’ve everything at three o’clicks; My window straight into the sea Of information to receive. What can I give you in return For all the things that I can learn? Download-slash-upload ratios mine Have changed their quotient over time. No television can compare With all the sites that make me care — You offer me much more control, And interaction is your role. From soul-found chill you are the cure, But I’ll resist your waves’ allure: When surfing oceans, warrant I’d, We’d be advised to mind the tide. My mind’s escape from bodyweight; Salvation from a fettered state — You are what little flight I have, My transsoulenean maglev. If people are in nations split, You all unite within a bit — Despite your darker sides that are Like black holes to a healthy star. Uniting us, you do not merge; And often have I felt the urge To make my stance — my nation’s, too — Among the many surfing you. But when the bill’s my wallet’s woe — Or when the candles are aglow — Your coded lines I do not miss, My lovely, darling Interbliss.