Ode to a child in pain.

Every five years he pays me a visit; appearing to be my friend.

Every five years he pays me a visit with hugs and techie amends.

Every five years I get hacked and I wonder why  these deeds I defend.

Every five years I get hacked and I wonder “when will this ritual end?”

And every day he hacks himself.

Every day he gets hacked.

He gets hacked.

Again and

Again.

By Lee Broom.

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