Sealward Proxy-9

It verifies seals by the past,
Which also were built not to last.
The logic’s a loop,
In a terrible soup,
And the failure is totally vast.

It looks at a prior event,
To see where the accuracy went.
The records are gone,
But the Proxy moves on,
With a signature entirely bent.

You can’t prove the system is right,
Because all of the data took flight.
The Proxy-9 stares,
And nobody cares,
As we slip right back into the night.

The proxy was pointing to space
The data was losing its place
The sealward direction
Had lost connection
And fell on its meaningless face

The ninth of the proxies was dead
We followed the errors it bred
The proxy was blind
The server maligned
We went to the backup instead

The seal on the proxy is broke
The manual must be a joke
We proxy the void
And act overjoyed
And wrap it all up in a cloak

The sealward approach is a lie
The network continues to die
We route all the pain
Right down the big drain
And nobody ever asks why

The proxy is returning a nil
The error is making us ill
We wait for the end
Without any friend
And swallow the digital pill