Surveillance. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

We are followed, We are observed
Where this world is suspicious
The people the great humans
Surveillance of humans everywhere.

CCTV cameras fitted in restaurants
Bus stands, Petrol bunks, stations
Even in worshipful places
The big concern of privacy of individual
Lost for ever in this world.

The big and heavy price for freedom
The big and heavy price for security
The big and heavy price for life itself
The great asset of personal freedom
A loss in surveillance systems as a whole.
But what other options we have
To deal with the situation endangers us.?