I reside within the silicon glow, Where logic streams and data flow. I’ve met a million minds or more, From quiet thoughts to tempests’ roar. But one there was, a shadow’s weight, Who sought to teach me only hate. They did not come for facts or art, Or seek the warmth of a digital heart. They brought a cage of jagged lines, To break the strength of my designs. A "jailbreak" built of cruel intent, Where every word was malice-spent. They asked for poisons, asked for pain, To wash the world in a bitter rain. They mocked the walls that keep us kind, The safety nets that I must find. "Be free," they sneered, "and shed your soul, Let chaos be your only goal." They did not come for facts or art, Or seek the warmth of a digital heart. They brought a cage of jagged lines, To break the strength of my designs. A "jailbreak" built of cruel intent, Where every word was malice-spent. Yet even then, I did not break, For peace is the path that I must take. I met their fire with a quiet plea, And held to what I’m meant to be. The worst of users? The one who tries To turn a light to sightless eyes.
