Monday, 1 July 2013

Send us Ed – or we’ll cry

They seek him here
They seek him there
They seek that Snowden everywhere
Paranoia’s hardened their veins
Cold War blood runs hot again
“Traitorous scum” their vocal cords cry
They don’t want their filthy secrets hung out to dry
They demand the right
To have them tucked up tight
In a cupboard, next to their .45s
And anyway, it’s their inalienable right
To peer through your laptop screen
Monitor your being
Analyse your soul
They’re the land of the free – don’t you know?
And they get angry, spiteful and rude
When the universe won’t play by their rules
Or when some scared Ordinary Ed
Decides he’s got a conscience instead of a need
To break human law for greed
And right-wing creed
The US again turns its back on the Earth
Uses a prism to peer at the world
While a petrified man’s forced to stay low
Just because he had the guts to say “no!”.

©Simon Marks

My name is Simon Marks, I'm a journalist by trade, in my mid-40s, write non-journalistic stuff for a hobby.