As i walked silently down the couthouse steps... <br />Ever to be careful not to be discovered by <br />other outward prying eyes. <br /> <br />I did not want my presence known by those rogue CIA agents from the west... <br />What was i thinking coming here so soon after the interrogation from last thursday? <br /> <br />Knowledge of my where abouts could lead to another catastrophic world war... <br />We all know that wars are not wanted or needed. <br /> <br />The transduecer receiver would have to wait until the day after tomorrow... <br />Her eyes were as like cold pools of the bluest blues. <br /> <br />Had she noticed my being there at the convention of inventions? .... <br />'Surely not', i think to myself? <br /> <br />For what is the free world without the master spy Gustauffet the third? ... <br />This other counter intelligence female spy has to be kept out in the dark until convention's end. <br /> <br />I must remain behind to meet my secret contact... <br />If i can do that My mission will be a greater success. <br /> <br />Those mass weapons of destruction must be my country's very own property... <br />The saftey of the world and it's freedom is were meant for America from beginning to end. <br /> <br />For what is the world without guaranteed freedom? ... <br />What indeed? <br /> <br />I must hurry back to my hotel room to plan my final afront on <br />the Iranian Embassy before morning's awakening stirmotions.<br /><br />Michael Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/college-of-collaged-mixed-minds-part-two/
