Rethink Impossible Poem by John F. McCullagh

Rethink Impossible



Those lovely folks at N.S.A. love reading your e-mails.
They parse each line in search of crime; the devil’s in the details.
Those Patriots at A T & T are equal to the task
of providing them with access; they’ll do anything they’re asked.
They spy upon the great and small, the poets and the dreamers,
to catch a whiff of nasty plots now being hatched by schemers.
They’ve spied upon Sarkozy and they’ve eavesdropped in on Merkel.
They tapped lines in the U.N. and other diplomatic circles.
Their corporation cronies provide them with full access for no fee;
This makes our spies the envy of the Russian KGB
So when you reach out and touch someone, don’t assume you are alone.
I’m pretty sure big brother is there listening on the phone.

Sunday, August 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: political
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The unholy union of the NSA and the AT & T corporation, as disclosed in the New York Times
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Abdulrazak Aralimatti 16 August 2015

Truly, cyber crime is increasing and the system to control and detect such crime has also increased. Loved reading and commenting on the poem

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