by KEITH
With everyone’s eyes on you, what can you do?
Every corner like vultures waiting on you,
waiting for you to fail,
waiting for you to rebuttal so you may be
cleansed.
Purified of common sense, the conscious
mind eradicated,
the lens condenses as melting ice zooming in
closely.
To the degree of an atom on your behavior,
making you exposed, as a newborn dropped
into the safari desert.
Being confined by the eyes of the country,
though not confined by the wall of a building.
Protecting our laws that free us with walls,
Speaking of a civil and peaceful world through
having the eye of a tyrant in the form of a
camera lens.