Dark,
No power,
Servers, PCs all down,
Users all bewildered milling around Looking to me.

Panic,
Fuse box,
Check breakers are closed,
Looking outside half the street lights are out.

Plan,
Seek help,
Call for the electrician,
It will be half and hour – which one?

Wait,
He arrives,
His keys don’t fit,
We wait yet longer for the right keys.

Suddenly!
Lights on,
In the server room,
Plaintiff electronic alarms cry out my worst fear.

Dead,
Power returned,
Revealing servers in disarray,
Now the work begins repairing the cut’s work.

Finally,
They live!
The steady working hum,
Settles over my small domain, my children safe.