Clandestine

Planned in secret

Hushed rooms

Internet servers in Kosovo

Yet, it seems

We all know

Or someone knows.

Countries and corporations

With grotesquely large ears

Awash in the noise.

Then why

Are we surprised

By events?

Ah

It is the sheer volume

That o’rwhelms us.

Could we but connect the dots

In the maze.

Then too

The chain of command

Leads to dark,

Bottomless holes

Where all is

Clandestine.

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