Wherever I go, I am watched,
even to the loo, I am watched,
While driving the car,
crossing the signals,
Walking in the malls,
Talking in the halls,
I am watched.
When the smoking alarms go on,
I am watched.
When the traffic tickets issued,
I am watched.
When the bills are not paid,
I am watched.
When the bills are over due,
I am warned.
When my accounts are watched,
when my status is watched,
when my orientation is watched,
What freedom do I talk about?
When my finger prints are stored,
When my eyes are photographed,
When photographs are safe kept,
What freedom do I have?
For being a woman, if they indulge in such watching and warning, it is wrong. Good poem.
wow! you are fed with the broader system of the modern world, the security system, the nation needed to be protected killing the privacy of the citizens, common people, now, the nation is killing us....snatching our freedom! really good poem, i like. please read my haikus.
Yes, as said by Rousseau, though we are born free, everywhere are chained in life. Your poem brings me the memory of my college days where I studied civics........ A good poem with depth analysis!
oppression has a heavy hand... that strikes at us all. we were born to be free!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good poem with a good use of alliteration. Thank you for sharing. Read my poems whenever you find some time. -Besa