The experts tell us every day
We need a smarter planet,
As though, for all these sordid years,
Some other beings ran it —
Today’s land-barons own the cloud,
Their influence is everywhere:
Our brigands roam the highways, then,
Of coding, and of malware —
The p.r. people say we’re safe,
And issue corporate sureties,
While we bewildered peasants live
With cyber insecurities
That fold into our secret dreams;
We each, a Luddite hobbit —
We do not own who owns our land,
Or just who’s trying
To rob it
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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