Coder's Lament

In this darkest morning hour,

Sat my brain, in thought entrapped.

Fore my eyes lay something dour:

A solution to enact.

Here for days have I been watching

This creation rising out

Of my sweet imagination

But alas now, I'm in doubt.

Here along my restless pursuit,

After all these fruitless years,

I click to build my life's desire

Just to realise my fears.

For lo, here stands forlorn before me

An evil box proclaiming my

Inability and folly

In believing it would fly.

Sweet range builds up.

Black lightning strikes!

My keyboard, smoking,

Feels a plight

For here I am

Striking away

At the poor keys

To have my way.

A hour pass'd,

Or mayhap two.

I typed and typed and typed...

I'm through!

I build again.

Sweet love, it's done!

Submit, I scream.

And thus, I run

To the high clouds

Where wonders dwell

To put my work

Through'n electric spell.

It eats my file -

Oh lo, behold!

I wait and wait

for't to unfold.

But no! Oh no!

I scream and die

as it shouts back,

"THIS I DESPISE."

Storms rage without -

Within as well!

By the sweet lord

Thee I compell

To see the wonder

that I bring,

And not dismiss it

With a fling!

I try again -

It must be wrong.

For I can not!

My mind's too strong.

"Great derp!" I cry,

And I look in

The files 't made

From things thrown in.

The text was there

-its beauty bright!-

And not a problem

Here in sight.

'Twas then I thought

A thought too grim -

My algorithm

Was not of kin

To one designed

By the machines

That hosted these

Infernal themes.

Henceforth reports

Have been thus made

Reporting all things

False and faint.

Some claimed a war -

others a plague.

For thousand years

All was opaque

Regarding things

That were tonight -

Due to my failure

In this fight.

The end that struck

This happy earth

Was nothing other

Than my birth.

For on this night

All that you knew

So sweetly perished

As rage grew.

A rage so strong

That this earth cracked

And stole my view

Of dreams and fact.