Under His Watchful Eye

Under His Watchful Eye
© Surazeus
2025 01 01

Staring at pyramid with the one eye 
printed on the back of the dollar bill, 
Allen ponders what the symbol could mean, 
as if some person with authority 
stands on high platform above wheated plain 
and watches all that happens in the world. 

Imagining tall man in long white robe 
who holds brass spear with diamond on its tip, 
Allen pictures himself, wearing gold crown 
shaped round with spikes like sharp jaws of the shark, 
watching people at work in fields below 
who keep busy under his watchful eye. 

Shepherds herd sheep from meadows in wood pens, 
gardeners tend vegetables, herbs, and fruit trees, 
farmers tend fields of wheat, lentils, and barley, 
craftsmen build wagons, boats, buckets, and fences, 
cooks prepare meals for everyone to eat, 
and soldiers with spears guard perimeters. 

Paying for gas that fuels engine of his van 
with the credit card for his bank account, 
Allen drives with hundreds of vehicles 
in broad avenue past tall office buildings 
as he returns to work at the state bank 
after eating spaghetti at the bistro. 

While riding elevator with small crowd 
of chatty women returning from lunch, 
Allen pictures temples on pyramids 
transforming into castles where kings ruled, 
which morphed into towers of steel and glass 
where bankers are now kings who rule the world. 

Once the man watching on the pyramid 
with great shining eye of authority, 
skilled at judging cases to settle disputes, 
convinced the people working in the fields 
that he was god descended from the sky 
with divine commission to rule their lives. 

Striding past his desk in the open room 
with photo of his family and his boat 
beside his computer and telephone, 
Allen enters large office of his boss 
who sits like high priest at his large oak desk, 
and bows like obedient angel with pride. 

How like angels ruling Heaven we are, 
Allen grins while gazing out the large window 
at farm fields stretching beyond city blocks, 
accepts folder for the new store account, 
then enters data to analyze profit 
at his desk while the city hums with life.