Fatigue, and Its Consequences

I'm guessing that it's sad I didn't know
That any in the government cannot,
Without a proper warrant, here allot
My writing for perusing, to bestow
Imprisonment, arrest, or keeping eyes
To see if I'm a terrorist.  The bill
Encompasses the agencies, to fill
A list of Bigger Brothers in the guise
Of keeping me protected.  I had not
Considered this a major breach of faith,
Considering the ease with which a wraith
Of despotism slipped us in a knot,
And leaving us to argue where a line
Should in the sand our failure intertwine.