"Big Brother"

Big Brother, the Poem


They tell us that big
Brother watches what we see and do…
But I suspect that’s nothing new!

It’s I guess his obligation
For us to become his preoccupation

Are we “the patriots” or
The “bad guys?”
Is not always easy to analyze
Especially when there are
Plots to devise…

Or, are we simply something other
Like a dead soldier’s mother,
Whose unanswered plea
Is cited as conspiracy…

How do you label a mother’s lament?
Without accusations of intent?
Who really knows what it’s all about
Except those “lefties” gaining clout…

But to what we know
Here’s the gist,
If it doesn’t agree with approved rhetoric,
It’s sure to be terrorist!

So don’t listen and don’t agree
Or else you’ll become part
Of the cacophony…
Words that sound so awfully smart
Can sometimes be used to tear us apart.

It’s really quite unimaginable
To see what they can devise,
When it’s to their advantage
To polarize!

Les Aaron