The WatcherA Poem by grayday104the perils of the digital age
I am the watcher spying on you
Seeing all the dark you do A cookie track browser trace What I've seen you can't erase No secret safe as our lives twine What was once yours Swiftly turns mine Digital crook wifi spy Your lives mine to pick and pry Wired tower to Sauron's eye A gawking guardian in the sky I am the watcher paid to prod Pawn of a financial god © 2013 grayday104Author's Note
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Added on January 28, 2013 Last Updated on January 28, 2013 Tags: Spying, Lack of Privacy, Track, Digital Age, Pawn, Eye of Sauron Author
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