I typed a line I now regret,
A single dash, my biggest threat.
kill dash nine dash one I ran,
A godlike smite – no backup plan.
All procs I owned began to fall,
My shell, my X, my tmux – all.
No "are you sure?" – just silence, black,
The console froze, no turning back.
The logs will speak of that dread day,
When PID trees burned and fled away.
cron cried, and sshd died,
emacs unsaved – I almost cried.
SIGKILL is swift, it won't be caught,
No trap, no mercy, no second thought.
I now alias kill to echo, friend,
For that's how all bad hacks must end.