The FIbersphere ... /- 19:

/- 19:

We had not one,
but two worlds now
to fully desecrate,
as Mars became just hops away
on the Gravi-train.
In fact civilians were the first
with boot-marks in the sand 
planted on that Martian plain
now called Cydoni-land.
They'd found a new vacation spot, 
The earthling super-rich,
As only they'd afford to pay
to scratch that kind of itch
Still their social media
Impressive to peruse;
Their opti-cams,
the highest res
that humans need to use 
Surgically-implanted
Fiber-optic Super-Defs
And had to be inserted by
the teams that were the best
And into optic nerves it plugged 
And not need batteries
It's power source the body warm 
At 36 degrees.
Why not just don glasses-cams? 
Like most, they had those too.
But this could capture everything 
in their extended field of view:
A full 120-arc
would capture everything they saw 
whether they intended to 
record that scene.... or not.

Stored on their "My-Mem", 
Memory for everyone. 
Kept in sites anonymous, 
all places under sun.
The Fibersphere I mentioned
when this tale began this dream,
was mostly subterranean,
a network vast, unseen.
And too, I said before how it
would better GPS,
as it could locate anything
within it's sensor nest.
And where was that?
I hoped you'd ask!
A rule of thumb once taught
by mentor mine in cyber-crimes 
Before he had been caught
He said, "you know the grid of lights 
that satellites can see?
The city-scapes and highways
and the thinner webs between? 
Think of that,
a crudish map
of where most fibers be".
So often on the edge of where
the pavement hits the sand
the fiber-web is thereby shed
and freedom lays at hand 

(to be continued)