KYBERIA

When Microsoft turns against us

Downloading crap ads and invented news

And we’re about to do a video call

That can enrich our life

Who can we turn to?

NO NO NO I scream

NOT NOW!

Quickly trying to stop this

Microsoft madness

Minutes before my call begins

Surely technology

When one is not a techie

Must be fought against

Magically

That is my strength

And the creaky old brain

Sifts through the pantheon

Of world gods and goddesses

And here, an inventive blogger

Writes about Kyberia

Claiming she is the daughter of

Hermes and Eris

Well, Hermes is Mercury in Greek myth

And he certainly is the god of communication

Eris is Discordia in Roman myth

And she certainly is the goddess of discord

There is no proof that they are the parents

But I love the name Kyberia

Sounds like Syberia

A favorite adventure game

And so like this creative blogger

I eclectically build upon her modern goddess

Imagining a hacker, super-tech, and

Mensa-off-the-wall smartie

In seconds I desperately buy into her powers

Lighting my favorite incense

Opium, based on the spicy perfume

Not the drug

Select elemental crystals

And walk my protective circle

Appealing to her to protect my computer

From the ravages of the mindless machine

And oh, the hour-long video call

Speeds by perfectly

No buffering, no dire threats

And an hour after the call

The system insidiously wends its way

Into the game I’m clicking for relaxation

But it’s ok and

I thank Kyberia for her protection when needed

Promising her an ode, a poem, a song of praise

Written by me, a woman so crazed

Then saved

By the new Techno-goddess Kyberia

Long live her light…

 

© 2024 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE:  Kyberia as imagined by me