Humint

by No Name-erased

And when they come for me?
If they come for me,
or you my friend?
Them, them, those face to faceless ones
that I hired, my job.
Interrogation,
water boarding okayed by the
court of supreme.
Lets make a decision for convenience;
forget the law, it’s what we say it is.
Almost like China, then and now;
no law really but we, We want it to be,
Them that were not supposed to be them,
what then?

Like the Jews helping the Nazis
Like the programmer helping the IRS.
“But we need the work.”