I hate living having to pay for power,
living life minute by hour.
Wondering if it will fail again,
fucking headache power company pain.
In the middle of an interest online,
frozen image network indicator crossed line.
The rebooting takes its time when it's back,
that steady power this old system lacks.
Monthly bills we're charged by watt,
safety and security we still haven't got.
Dependent on the greed of just a few,
never upgrading to a system that's new.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 5th, 2025 08:14
- Comment from author about the poem: Typed this on battery power going through another blackout.
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Comments2
Not so much by power but by internet itself I have gone though this. Irritation and aggravation are not sufficient words for it. Nicely said.
'Love it when the fridge gets warm and the food deteriorates. Need a larger town or you have no choice?
Neat rant.
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