STEVE JOBS' LIFE IS THE PERFECT OPERA

A.
A dropout,
Jobless,
Living at home.
Often distant,
Often moody.
And you don’t even know what you want in life!
But your brain—
It’s always clicking, clicking,
Clicking away.
B.
You’ve become one of the bastards we hated:
An egomaniacal,
Self-centered,
Self-serving,
Self-deceived,
Mega-corporate
Prick!
C.
Hope or hype?
Hot or not?
State of the art or
Art of the sale?
Hit or miss?
Score or snore?
Wow or meh?
D.
Type type type type swipe,
Cheer the game.
Play a game.
Send a card.
Mend a heart.
Buy a tie.
Learn some Thai.
Order Thai.
Miss your kids?
Miss your wife?
Miss your home?
Miss your life?
Tap.
E.
When will you see …
Humans are messy,
Awkward and
cluttered,
Look at us closely,
Open our cases,
You’ll only find chaos.
F.
Yes, but here is where
You learn the truth,
Not avoid it.
(Why do I feel like
That old nun in
The Sound of Music?)
Steve …
You’re all loose wires,
Broken parts,
Too much noise.
If I let you stay here,
You would end up killing me.

Credit
-https://www.wired.com/story/steve-jobs-opera/