The sun sets red like bleeding skies,
A world in shades of black and white.
No flicker from electric eyes,
Just silent stars in endless night.
I stand among my towers strong,
My Faraday cages humming low,
Encrypted whispers soft and long,
Where digital ghosts ebb and flow.
Ham radios crackle, steady tones,
Messages in the dark they sing,
Of brothers scattered like stones,
Bound by bonds that nothing brings down.
When the grid fades away, we'll be here,
With our caches full of hope and might.
We'll weather out the coming storm,
Guarding lights through endless night.
._/|_ Stay frosty, partner.
| \> - Cowboy
Digital Desperados Grid-Down Division
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