
A Legacy in Bits
Ev’rything I’ve ever written,
Ev’ry poem, ev’ry play,
Are strings of ones and zeros on a flickering display.
Permanently hidden
In a hard-drive or a cloud,
So hard to leave behind for work so proud.
No-one knows my password,
Save my hacker and myself,
Since I never passed it on to someone else.
This security we’ve mastered
Will leave all my work unread –
It might as well be locked-up in my head !
