A brightly faced one
With lovely gait to match
Loaded with pains

A well built lump of meat
With filled purse to match
Loaded with past

For the browsers
With two typhlotic balls
Jaundiced with rapacity

Ready to download
Ready to click
Right now

The down-load
Usually Hidden
Often Loaded

With pains
With past
Without peace

Don't they know
Can't they see
They must be stopped

They must be saved
From the down-load
Loaded with virus

by Samuel Eyitayo

Comments (1)

Beautiful poem on Down-load..Loved reading it.