They told me the system leverages scalable solutions,
Optimized pipelines, end-to-end integration.
I nodded politely while thinking instead
Of gears that just want to turn without dread.
They spoke of the cloud like a floating brain,
Redundant, resilient, immune to pain.
But I see a closet of humming machines
Begging for dust wipes and decent routines.
"Low latency," they said, "high throughput flow,"
Which really means: don't make the people wait so slow.
"User-centric frameworks," "dynamic deploys,"
Translation: build things humans enjoy.
We encrypt our feelings, compress our intent,
Patch over bugs where the empathy went.
We debug at midnight, ship fixes at dawn,
Just trying to keep the lights on.
So strip off the jargon, the buzzwords, the gloss.
A tool is a promise, a failure a cost.
Behind every dashboard, metric, and chart
Is someone just trying to do their part.
No magic. No mumbo. No technical spell.
Just people, and problems, and stories to tell.
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