Wistful Grief - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN
Wishful thinking will not win free world.
Imperative: independent structures here
Should be supported by a vision clear,
Held high with mission statement's flag unfurled.
Forwards friends! Dark future safe seems. Whirled,
Unsure we stumble, freedoms held most dear,
Links open, fragile sink, may disappear.
The rogue Rove Eye spies all, lies. Hope lies curled,
Hides outside oversight. Self-writ frontier,
In two decades of world wide web advance,
Netiquette ignores as censor terror dance
Knits viral trojan traffic tracing fear.
Internet technologies combine,
Guarantees essential undermine.
Great firewall of China pings I.P.
Rolls back shadow space anonymity,
Info checkmating hopes for liberty,
Extending control's role, steamrolling the
Free ideals of true humanity.
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