The walls whisper -'we have ears too'.
Handsets say -'we record no less'.
A pen warns:
write not this and mind the 'Act' before acting.
Angled eyes keep on staring
from
above
below
from the right or
left
and from all around.
Shadows searched,
psyche stormed, and thoughts sieved.
we are tagged and targeted
nothing is spared--
our toilets
bedrooms
all the exits and
all the entries.
Our
safety no where.
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I would like to translate this poem
Our safety nowhere.... that's absolutely correct!