The Watchers
THE WATCHERS
You're staring into your computer screen.
Who's staring back at you sight unseen?
You're scrolling texts on your data phone.
Do you think you're really scrolling alone?
That Sunday drive in your brand new car.
Are you lost? Someone knows where you are.
Took the toll road? You were running late?
Someone has a picture of your plate.
Blowing your nose down at the mall?
The security room monitor saw it all.
Thought you could skinny dip down at the pool?
Pictures on Facebook seem to be the rule.
Watching the game on your Smart TV?
The CIA are in on your after party.
Oh to go back to a simpler time,
When I used a book to find a rhyme.
Mar 12 2017
Copyright © P L Ritz | Year Posted 2017
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