Weekend Science Sonnet - NSA Protests

Haikus are nice and easy to write, the verse equivalent of popcorn. But I'm finding myself frustrated by the short form, occasionally wanting to write more on a subject. So I thought that on weekends, when I nominally have more time, I might write a longer piece, such as a sonnet.

So here's the first installment, inspired by the NSA protests this weekend.
 

In 1984, a painting screwed

to the wall neatly hid a two-way screen.

Today, all screens are two-way. Our accrued

lives, socialized, blogged, twittered, seen

anywhere the Internet can reach.

Our phones calls monitored, our email tracked,

our texts and likes and posts and selfies each

become a datum warehoused, numbered – hacked?

Security backdoors give access to

devices, gateways to identity,

for our protection, we're told. False is true.

The Fourth Amendment balks security.

Probable cause? With every word we say,

we become suspects to the NSA.