It Never Ends! Poem by Denis Martindale

Outside our homes, the cameras wait,
They focus on us, folks
And every frame has day and date
And privacy revokes...
The innocent and guilty, too,
Are subject to their wiles,
Regardless of our point-of-view
And how this reconciles...

The camera crew, behind the scenes,
Inspect the daily grind,
Beyond the norm, each intervenes,
If troubles they can find...
Yet they possess that right not us,
Who knows what they allow?
For they don't care about the fuss
If citizens ask now...

They watch your car and number plate,
They watch your credit card,
They even know your credit rate,
Today that's not so hard...
Your children may not understand,
They'll gossip all day long,
But what if things get out-of-hand,
What if they get things wrong?

False witnesses can also hurt,
The lies some people tell,
That's why we all must stay alert,
Else things won't go so well...
The camera lies, sometimes, it's true,
That's why the Courts decide,
Perhaps one day the victim's you,
No place to run or hide...

In prisons, cameras catch the crowd,
The moving to-and-fro,
The guards and inmates may walk proud,
Or humbled, heads kept low...
Yet cameras lurk in our classes,
On streets and motorways
And on gadgets, like sunglasses
And pens, such is the craze...

It doesn't matter where you go,
Surveillance rules the skies,
For satellites are in the know
And Google's no surprise...
And yet beyond this mortal realm,
God also watches, too!
As long as God is at the helm,
It never ends for YOU!