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Space Eyes
Sophisticated technology peer down from beyond our blue or grey skies,
Unseen by our human eyes.
They say that they are only for weather, communications and defence,
But they cannot win over our total confidence.
Twenty two thousand miles or more high above our heads,
Can they hear us while in our beds?
Do we really understand, and fully realize?
What the data devices are capable of doing with their electronic eyes.
They are able to spy on a cloudy or night of day,
The cycle of earth or weather doesn't hinder orbiting objects, no way.
We may think impossible for them to see us in the black of night,
But they can see us alright with their infra - red sight.
We can't even be too small,
To them, it's no problem at all.
With the aid of computerized enhance,
Do we stand a chance?
As the world becomes more and more computerized,
Anyone, not so good or the more sinister could have us scrutinized.
Where will it all end? If it ever does,
With those metallic vessels far above.
poem
by
Guy Lipmore
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