Webs

If a spider's work is done organically
The truth is a web woven, well spun
Files shared for a purpose, magically
Our fears cause us to be overcome

Lies are born, the future disappears

Some answer questions with the gun 

Reflection is best left for the mirror
And guns are best left behind
Unless everyone gets one

“Only the spider paid no mind when the unicorn called 
softly to her through the open door.”  Peter S. Beagle