Envy

In silence they sit on the screen
embedded with their program personalities,
Word sneers a the Internet Explorer
because it was used to often,
DVD snarls at Excel
how dare a graph
have more appeal
than a chance to watch a movie.

All the others mumble
for its time for Icon rumble!
It is a logo mess on that monitor scream
because they will duke it out
with their software show off boast.

Meanwhile the recycle bin
just sits back with a big smile
since it gets all the leftovers
feels so proud to be
the computer’s grim reaper.

By morn they’ve all lost
their energy to battle
mostly was a lot of insults,
frozen in place
from their little strut and dance
to await the next night
when they’ll wrestler again
because graphics got pride
even it if only happens
while the keyboard sleeps.