Monday, November 20, 2017

Spies

They sit at windowsills
Listening to the conversation within
No one notices them
They wear rags for cloths
They are dirty
To most people the are just bums

They are more
Yes they are bums
But they are spies
A network
Working together to bring change
Hoping to better their lot
To overthrow the tyrant

They listen at windowsills
For information
Then they report to those in charge
They are just common people
Dirty
Wearing rags
Bums

No one suspects
When they are seen
Outside buildings
No one suspects

Their true nature

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