I just heard news of the tragic and untimely death of a former colleague due to a motorcycle accident.
I did not ask for many details, but it had the sounds of a hit-and-run.
Here’s an elegy to the memory of a fellow security professional, and all he did to make the world a better place…
What I want
Is what I hope to find
But I drift up in the airSee the trees
Way up in the sky
That is where I plan to make my stationSo panic on
You really panic on
But I don’t need that confrontationBy the light
One night in the dark
It won’t show you too much of the futureLet it go
Let it fall behind
I would never count on human natureSo panic on
You really panic on
But I don’t need that confrontationSo panic on
You really panic on
But you’ll find out sooner or later