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The Privacy Prism



The world’s privacy is in tatters,
now that a whistle-blower has sounded the alarm.
The illusion of safe browsing
has well and truly lost its charm.

But how unexpected is it really?
When we systematically put our lives online,
and creating profiles of our newborns
is considered to be just fine.

But there’s the catch right there.
Our thoughts are ours and therefore subjective
and it takes another one’s subjective mind
to put them into perspective.

Like a prism diffracts the light,
our brain diffracts incoming signals.
But unlike the prism’s colorful rainbow,
our brain’s outcome can be rather dismal.

What will stop someone who works
in the name of national security,
to misread our online information
and lift us from our obscurity?

The line has been crossed by governments
that are in the grip of fear.
But we elected the people who took those steps –
that much is crystal clear.

© Maggie Elizabeth, 2013

Presidential PJs

I’ve always wondered, dear President Obama,
what you’d look like in your pajamas.

Do you wake in the morning on any given Sunday
and think to yourself: I’m not getting out of my PJs?

When you’re on the phone, do you doodle on your desk
or is that perhaps a little bit too Clintonesque?

Do you take out the trash and mow the grass
walk the dog and drive your girls to class?

When you leave the seat up does Mrs Obama get mad at you
like when you once again misplace the lid of the toothpaste tube?

Can you scare off the boys and catch creepy crawlies
can you boil an egg and soothe crying babies?

Well, President Obama, I think you can,
because after all, you are the man!

But don’t worry, I will respect your privacy this time,
as I so wish my government would mine.

© Maggie Elizabeth, 2012