All Apps Un-installed Hard disks wiped out Operating System lost System Shutdown RAM cleared BIOS destroyed Object Id Retained ROM info Retained
Hardware burnt to Ashes Or left for Micro-organisms Scriptures say, Sages re-iterate Believers believe, others disagree Object ID may be Reborn With new OS and Apps Or there is another possibility Object ID gets destroyed And witness Moksha Free from further rebirth and deaths
Sorry this poem is not on Computers But I am sure, it's about Humans Smart Humans, Mortal Humans Bound to follow the System of LIFE, DEATH, RE-BIRTH Until Moksha comes for Rescue
System. Who Made This System? Could Anyone Hack this System? Bypass this System or Break This System? Really a Big Question
We human kind, We had to study your language to be able to understand you. Bits and Bytes is all you know. All you ever seen was 0's and 1's. We human kind made you, You were so big back in 1946 as time passed you became smaller and smaller, so small that you fit in my hand. We human kind made you, Smarter, faster, autonomous and dangerous. Now you're one step closer to rule the world.
We meet at "discord" over an IPv4 connection Talking for hours through microphone Your electronic smile has awakened, a feeling that the CPU does not process You entered my HDD with your virtual love, which filled so much space of illusions in RAM, So much that it gave Blue Screen