Master lock, “r00t” password by Scott Schiller on Flickr

“Open, locks,
Whoever knocks!” – Wm. Shakespeare

The day a man first locked his door,
His neighbor learned to lift the latch.
He bent a branch and stripped a switch
And softly crossed the empty floor.

The rich throw bolts against the poor,
Or so they say, and worship cash.
The day a man first locked his door,
His neighbor learned to lift the latch.

For justice sake he’ll take what’s yours,
Come lock or password, code or hash,
He wriggles in to snatch your stash,
As he did that one day long before,
The day that man first locked his door.

Numbers is a weekly news commentary column in poetical form by Curt Hopkins. “Numbers” is an historic term for poetry, and also alludes to the numbers in programming. 

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