Saturday, October 10, 2015

Number Games

Decimal:    Your honour,today we must insist,
                 Punish the traitor in our midst .
                 One of us,they've gone on to start ,
                 Their own system,bases apart.

Binary  :     My lord,zero they called an unnatural one,
                 One too many thought he'd amount to none.
                 When placed higher,one's proved true,
                 The added advantage of the power of two.

Decimal:     True to our name,we sat to mull,
                  has our bigger base come to amount to null?
                  The remaining 8,don't we also amount ?
                  We ask,how can anyone upon you count ?

 Binary :     Lost among many,we made them a hero,
                 Isn't life about being the one or a zero ?
                 The need of the  hour with the IT scene,
                 when people talk more with a machine.

Decimal:    Put one and one together and there's one to carry,
                 No sign of negative numbers in their system binary.
                 In a world so grey,they're black and white ,
                 Have they bit off more than they can byte?
                 
Binary :     In a world  today where values are dying,
                Hanging on a string,every bit we're trying.
                We teach a lesson that in life holds true,
                Even negatives are complementary two.



Judge :    After contemplating and hearing your case,
               And  even with all  the problems you face,
               I'll ask a question to show you your place,
               Without each other can you write your own base ?

Friday, October 2, 2015

From wall-clocks to alarm clocks to alarm watches Is the world going Clocks-wise ?

Walls were built to withstand time,
Welcoming the future with a merry chime.
Helping hands that sweep their way,
Reminding;either side time can sway.

The age such,we looked up to time,
Today the prodigal of us spend like a dime.
Life today all a number game,
Are the rich and the poor's time worth the same?

The alarm clocks keep vigil as you sleep,
For aren't they the ones with promises to keep?
The alarming signs of a passing deadline,
The gullible pushing buttons seemingly benign.

Taking seconds helping,losing gold,
Young blood's turning prematurely old;
Work winning over dreams,a nine to five,
When we could get there faster,we lost the drive.

And as we wore time on our hands,
telling pasts and futures of distant lands;
The cuckoo flew off without strife,
To wake up someone who doesn't sleepwalk through life.

The hi-tech watches,today oh-so-smart 
Shedding light on time,it can stop to start;
But to its wake-up calls we've failed to rise,
Is the world going clocks-wise or anticlocks-wise?