Riddle Eight
A chip was planted deep inside,
But there's more to this tale than what they hide.
Consider "The Ugly Truth" on screen,
A restaurant scene, a government machine.
A jerk with gadgets, unchecked and bold,
Too many secrets, too many sold.
No one to answer, no voice to raise,
Some can't make noise, while others just gaze.
Remember the gap—can't and won't divide,
A canyon of silence where shadows reside.
If you doubt what your government can do,
Check your clearance—see what's true.