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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Hacker or Virus (computer) (12/15/11)

TITLE: The Rider
By bo Jennings


I am a microscopic dormant organism who lies wait for the right circumstance.
A perfect environment...
Until that time;
I rest; I wait.
I am invisible.

Dark here; alone.
Oh, there are others
but we don't communicate;
...not yet.

Once our big day comes...
...if it comes...
We will all shout out!
And, run like mad! Jumping, leaping, hoping to find a ride.

Might we be strong enough to endure the harsh surroundings?

Then, and only then,
do we microbes work together
to change the outer world.
Maybe for good;
maybe for bad.

The final result determines the outcome.

Oh, but,
we will change
the outer world.

We don't think,
we are "bad."
We just ...
simply change things.

Hurriedly, before the host is made aware.

Once the big hurrah occurs,
we grab the ride.
Take it like an ocean wave and will fight each other for the prize.

The prize is our mother host and she's where we nest. In her warmth we nestle, in her we drink life sustaining fluids and in her we absorb her perfect atmosphere.

Our hope? To land there.

This new land is where we give rise to our offspring!

And, now,...
at this time
the outer environment
begins to express its violent dislike
of our occupation
and invasion.

Here the war begins...

We love it!

We latch on trying to duplicate and replicate ourselves as quickly as possible.

So, expelling us?
Likely, impossible!

We are warriors!
Ready for battle!
Armed in magnificent armor!

When the outer world realizes an attach has happened to the mother host,
it will bombard us with chemical warfare trying to stop us.

But, we are strong and we fight fervently.

We won't surrender easily.

Warriors until the end!
Once we mutate
and change our shape and appearance;
we disappear.
Hard to fight
what is seen.

We are crafty, clever and tiny.
A master of disguise,
so, it's been said.

Our mutations are beautiful
in appearance
as we change shapes...
like camellias.

We hide in masks of many colors and designs.

Our beauty has baffled the outer world.

Though I'm not certain of our purpose, it has been said,
"when the hoedown starts, ride the wild stallions of resistance
and surf the giant tsunami waves,"
then, the battle will be understood.

We know our purpose.
Warriors on a mission,
We will interpret, fight!
We will change.

It doesn't matter!
It's all in fun!

We're changing the outer world,
one cell at a time...

The bigger purpose?
It's unclear.
No comrade has ever returned to tell.

Only rumors from cells in the dark dungeons of isolation whispered tales of
post wars..

How and why we were created?

I don't know.
We just are.
We serve a purpose.
We fight for our right to exist.
We want to LIVE!

To live in a host of the unsuspecting outer environment,
a mother.
This is what we know.

We follow reaction.
We know when it happens.
We cause it to occur.
We have a reaction
that is to replicate
and duplicate
more and more.
Faster and faster!

We are not wilting flowers.
I am a virus.
sent for a purpose,
I follow commands'
I ask no questions.

We make the stallion buck higher and harder.
We cause tsunamis to boil with strength.

And as we have heard,
We bring humans to their knees.
We serve a purpose.
A lesson for wise men,
a hurdle,
a grip,
a lesson of warfare.

James 5:10
"The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective."

Genesis 20-26 The Lord God made every living creature and man. Man is to take dominion over all His creation. (paraphrased)

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Mona Purvis12/29/11
Excellent! Just excellent! Very well done indeed. You should rate high marks with this one and I expect you will.
I have to ask, camellias or chameleons?
You won't be in beginners long with this well-done style.

C D Swanson 12/29/11
Fantastic job - beautifully written and a wonderful message. Nicely done.
God Bless~
annie keys12/29/11
Cute,fast moving. I don't see it having anything to do with computers, but, I like it.
Allison Egley 12/30/11
Oh wow. I love how you were realy able to paint the mood with this.

Did you mean chameleons instead of camellias? If not, I would have chosen a more common flower (I had to look it up) to connect with readers. :)

Excellent job with this.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 12/31/11
Wow this is really good. I really enjoyed your out of the box thinking on this one.
Benjamin Graber01/05/12
This is really good! I love the metaphors; they are rich and deep, perfect for speaking to the heart.
A couple comments: first, note that this is a bit off topic, because you are supposed to write about a computer virus rather than "real" viruses. Hopefully the judges will let that slide a little, though.
Second, you don't need to state "I am a virus" - you made it evident through the poem. I would encourage you to have enough faith in yourself to let the reader interpret what you wrote. You are a great poet and don't need to explain yourself. Show, and don't tell!
I would be very surprised if you don't win a prize with this one. Great job!
C D Swanson 01/05/12
Congratulations - God Bless~
bo Jennings01/05/12
Thank you for your lovely comments...

The Rider was a simile of two comparable viruses.

Blessings to you all

Michele Fleming 01/06/12
Congratulations and good job!
Maria Crenshaw06/27/12
Hello Bonnie,
I am late getting around to this I know but after I read it I wanted to comment. This is very good. I love the free verse style and your simile and metahpore. The Rider is one of your best after your story. :) (My personal favorite of yours.)
Maria Crenshaw