In the manner of Hugo
From the sacred shadow of private life,
A shield rises that none can break,
He protects our most intimate secrets,
And allows us to live without fear or dread.
Like a stone rampart standing upright,
He repels prying eyes,
And gives us the freedom to be,
What we truly are.
Thus, the protection of privacy,
Is a sacred right
that we must preserve,
Because without her, we are only shadows,
Wandering aimlessly and worthlessly.