The Computers Identity

Three years,
Is all it takes to make a technician,
But no one ever knows,
No one ever realises,
The technician's identity,

Every morning,
The black box in my room beeps,
And it wakes up when I do,
The fans whir and spin up,
The loudest thing in my room,
Other than my alarm,

But it's identity,
It's name, age and hobbies,
Is generalised,
To everyone but me,

This isn't a romantic relationship,
With a man and his computer,
But more of a companionship,
Where man meets machine,

My machines identity is an unusual one,
Mine is called Goliath,
As a inside joke with another computer I built,
Called David,


David is the bigger of the two,
And is the less powerful one,
Goliath's identity changes on a regular basis,
He is 3 years old,
I got him and made him when I started uni,

Yet oddly enough,
Goliath is a Christian,
And somehow does better evangelism than I do,
But everyone just assumes that I'm crazy,

That I'm just a whacky IT guy,
But I'm not,
If you think carefully,
Everything has an identity,

I'm writing this on my phone,
An expensive phone I have named JARVIS,
Because it's my digital personal assistant,
Even though it only works by sending pulses of electricity to other things that do the same,


Identity if found in everything,
I found my identity in computers,
The things that build my passion and care,
While I use that passion and care to build them,

But I'm not just a Technician,
I am a Christian Technician,
And that's the best kind of Technician,
Because with God's power,
I can be the best out there,


With no identity,
A computer is nothing,
Yet with identity,
A computer can be the small little box,
That changes death to life,

The small little box,
That brings joy to millions,
A small little box,
That gets abused,

Does this not sound familiar?
Something or someone that brings joy to millions?
And something or someone that gets abused?

I treat my computers,
The same way I treat people around me,
Because the world needs love,

Computer's don't have feelings,
And maybe they will one day,
But think about one thing,
Would you treat your loved ones the same way you treat your computers?
Because even though they don't have feelings,
Computers have an identity.