Hackers: The Quill

The Quill

Here lies the profit:

trapped

in his legacy of erasers and tipex.

Forsaken. Forgotten

by the Master for whom he built empires

of love and loss. Each night his blood

was spilt in oceans of bold passion

with wings he’d soar through sparkling skies

and please his Lord, so was the fashion

of his kingdom, which was admired

by fans and critics far and wide.

But soon his feathers

crumpled and his

blood boiled

under the artificial shadow

that left his nation

a wasteland.

A castaway remains:

a preacher

abandoned

by a God.

                   Tom Harper