Regulations demand
our silence. We must bear
the barbed weight of law.
Statutes and tradition
compel us to remain
quiet, blind, mute. We
become security cameras
with corrupted hard-drives
and though rules must
be followed, the hackers
are getting in. Let there
be light, more light, noise
and outrage, memory for all.
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This is for the prompt at This Is Not a Literary Journal, Carolee Bennett’s new poetry effort. I’m helping out as an occasional “Provider of Prompts,” and I did provide this one called The Rules. And, lemme tell ya, it’s hard to write to your own prompt. Come check it out and join the fun.
James Brush is a teacher and writer who lives in Austin, TX. He tries to get outside as much as possible.
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Love the words & concepts you’re exploring here: security cameras, hackers, etc. The important vocabulary of our day…
(& you’re right: Super hard to write from your own prompt!)
Thank you, Carolee.
I absolutely loved your prompt, ditto your poem. 1984 has been and gone!
Thank you, Vivienne!