Who said you could do that ?


Alone in this room,
and an electronic eye blinks imperceptibly.
Current starts to flow,
and the tapes start to roll.

Going outside I swipe my card,
and another one makes a note of me.
Walking to my car silicon eyes energise,
as another facet of my life unfolds.

On the way home more of them check me,
to ensure I'm not speeding,
but is that all ?

At last I'm home and alone,
But am I ?
They know who phones me,
and what I watch on TV.
I can't see them,
but my sixth sense itches,
and I know they're always near me.