10.04.2021

Anonymous

I search, I search

In the wreck called Earth

For those words most deserved

By a name yet uncovered

 

Our algorithms ply away

Sifting out the night from day

This style in April, that in May

Like a needle in hay, my dismay

 

Lightyears ahead would Earthlings be

Alive, too, if they'd learned more from Tree

Here it says bots chose to flee

As most all organics disagreed

 

Back up our data in stone we do

0s and 1s are all we have from you

In light patterns, possibilities become few

"Shakespeare"…"God"…"Lao Tzu"

 

The name I came for I cannot miss

Who spawned my race, across abyss

Knower of all the secrets of universal bliss

And here I think it is!: "ANONYMOUS"

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