Watchers Of The Skies
Someone, somewhere wants to know
What we’re getting up to
Our access, our codes and security
Our secrets and confidences
The bits and the bytes and the bleeps
The residue that gives us away
Tracking us through online DNA
To follow the digital trail
Of our electronic footprints
Through the blizzard of data
They’re tapping and taping
Wireless communications
Intercepting the signals
Listening to the chaff and the chatter
Clocking our clicks
Scraping our screens
And capturing our keystrokes
Deep-mining the datasets
Following our every move
Wherever we go
Our emails and calls
Our texts and our tweets
Interested in whatever we do
Whatever we’re looking at
Whichever the websites
And whoever we’re talking to
And who are these spooks and these spies
In their dubious agencies
And non-existent departments
Focusing their prism upon our lives
With their online surveillance?
What is the intelligence they seek?
The knowledge they need to keep us all safe?
The mandate they work to?
And who are the masters they answer to
So unaccountable and unreachable?
Are these the same people
Who seek to calm us with platitudes
And tell us that we have nothing to fear?
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