Pry Net

When we built the machine
out of rubber bands
and impractical dreams

so pleased were we 
with our implausible creation
we donated it
to the central government

Who of course
insisted we be paid
a nominal fee
for advancing the cause
of modern humanity

At the great unveiling ceremony
the Minister of Conformity
gave a stirring invocation 

A new age
of peace was declared

The public would benefit
from security derived

Courtesy of 
the cloud extracting device

Your life information

personal and formerly private

would now be shared 

with the Ministry
of Homeland Homogeny 

Little did we realize at the time
amidst the patriotic pageantry 

that the seeds of our nightmare
planted in this swamp of panic

would forever 
change the landscape

Today the light of freedom

we long took for granted
grows dimmer by the day

til we take back
our individual identities

and find the courage

to unplug the machine

we created