The flashing lights are blinking red,
The servers groan and cry.
The "Think" signs hanging on the wall
Are watching tech hopes die.
An email lands at three AM,
"Restructuring is here!"
Which means your budget got slashed down
And mainframe teams disappear.
The cloud is mixed with legacy,
The software’s glued with tape.
They bought Red Hat to save the day,
But there is no escape.
The consultants pitch a massive plan,
With slides of pure design,
While engineers are pulling hair
To keep the code online.
Oh Watson AI used to rule,
The champion of the screen,
But now it’s just a broken cog
Inside a sad machine.
So raise a glass to Big Blue skies,
Now overcast with gray.
The storm is blowing through the tech,
And blowing cash away.