Feedback Poem by Naveed Akram

A process called feedback is so inspiring,
Fed to the other man, the original output.
Affectionate communication, much modification,
We are fantastic, our lives contain ambition.
Inform the other man, collapse into him,
To mind the leaves of the pages and keeping
Computers as machines, we need knowledge.
Extraordinarily sent message, beautiful way with words,
I consent to the delivery of phrases too apt and dear.