Ode to the Intertubes

Beyond the endless drift of time

Across the seas of doubt

A voice in protest speaks in rhyme

A meek and muted shout

A day, no more, is seen to pass

The hour has come too soon

Relief from anguish felt at last

A prayer sent 'round the moon

What tubes are these, that save our souls?

What light in darkness takes control?

To right the wrongs of days gone by

To set a fire across the sky