A Spied Upon Cockrell Poem by Terence George Craddock

Eric Cockrell experienced
'an unusual happening...' while
'chopping up limbs that the winter
Storms brought down...'

though not a storm in a tea cup

what did he find?
what did it mean?
who can read
beneath seams

of government deceit?

to be sure to be sure
Eric Cockrell said he did find
while 'chopping up limbs that the winter
Storms brought down...'

'crushed beneath those in the front
Yard i found a 'detector camera'....
Hmmmn...
Eric Cockrell' mused bemused?

Judy Reifler commented
'whoa.... wonder what it was set up to detect? '
Terence Craddock added
'poets are dangerous people,

they have original independent ideas :) '

somebody please tell
those liberty stealers
lurking hidden spies
snoopers at the nsa

national security agency voyeurs

they cannot lop off all
freedom limbs of life
sigint sneaking
into your living

room intercepts
of telephone
cellphone
calls be no longer

enough tracking
you all over world walls
black chambers spews
into justified war on terror

and the poet Terence Craddock said

hello freedom
goodbye freedom
evil nsa has
a gag order

on enemy freedom

untangling
webs of deceit
punishing
whistleblower

Edward Snowden snow job
hero whistleblower
nsa label dissident traitor
cap flying freedom rider

nsa is out to you imprison


Copyright © Terence George Craddock