the knowledge of the system
is not power by itself
the freedom of the wealthy
cannot guarantee them health
all the sadness of the lonely
won't be hidden by the code
we each get our one chance only
to repay all that is owed
i know alcohol and solitude
i know geekdom knows no end
we inherit we transmit
then we're gone and that is it
and that is it
so peace, my friend
Little Flower Book by Wayne Myers