Always at the mercy of someone, not only far away,
They are here, in our neighborhoods and schools,
Working side by side with a smile as they plan and plot.
Not always whom you might think or believe to be,
Others roam our land, from the inside quietly they stand.
Beyond terror, the street lights may go out, ATM’s of no value,
Chaos and panic fill the streets, computers shut down, at the mercy.
Terrorized from many directions, we shake hands, they are us,
Collapse in a moment, we are not in control, not even our homes,
No paranoia here, be aware, every moment be prepared.