I submit this as a poem, as it is so apropos to Edward Snowden.
In his last work, “P.S.,” Studs Terkel and the lyricist Yip Harburg are talking; following a much longer rhyme on the same theme, Studs reminds Harburg of these choice four sentences he once wrote:
The truth is so top secret,
It only stands to reason,
That anyone exposing it,
Is culpable of treason.