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 Homogeneity
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
and the shadows will not abate
til we take back
our individual identities
and finally summon
the courage to unplug the machine
we naively created
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