If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming IT on you,
If you trust ethernet when all others doubt you,
But make allowance for WiFi too;
If you can connect and not be tired by connecting,
Or having security stacked, don’t deal in stacking,
Or risk, don’t give way to risking.
And yet don’t look too flash, when competitors are found lacking:
If you can innovate – and not make innovation your master;
If you can code – and not make coding your aim;
If you greet slow networks and make them faster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by artificial intelligence programmed by rules,
Or watch the laptop your work’s saved on, broken,
And stoop and build it up again, with legacy tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk all on the turn of Bitcoin markets,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word, just park it;
If you can force your keyboard and mouse and sinew
To serve your turn long after they’re gone,
And so hold on when there’s nothing in you
Except a cache of data, encrypted, that says: ‘Hold on!’
If you can walk online and keep your virtue,
Or talk with Dev Ops – nor lose the common touch,
If neither cyber crime nor loving friends can hurt you,
If social media accounts with you, but not too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving Tweet
With sixty characters of viral fun,
Yours is the Earth and everyone you meet,
And – which is more – you’ll be Digital, my chum!
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Well done Mike!