The writer writes, the poet muses
Wrapped with concern
The words flow & fill the page
He stores them, safe and sound
But the cloud is a lie
Misconstrued, the words become a threat
Creative beauty is received as terror
Wire taps, and surveillance
A peaceful, if troubled, life
Forever changed
By uninvited intrusion
Privacy betrayed
An invasion triggered by keywords
Security at a price
Freedom at a cost
Is the cost too high?
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