I wrote this verse for a friend who asked me about what intelligence-driven forensic analysis really means for the industry… ;)
’tis but part of what, given chance
handing security a glance, a peek
to where intentions meet — of
attackers and their wicked drives;
but for all that of which derives
no such thing secure may enclose
the network into peaceful pose.
If you want more of this please leave a comment. I’d be happy to bring a little more poetry to the topic.