Finch's Machine

 The Government created a machine that Spies

The Man called Finch is watching with eyes

 Secret camera's follow you around

Nowhere to hide in your home town

His Deputy Reece is the spy up high

Flying above spraying the sky

With Chemical trails of poison led

To offset the reason that people fled

Every move you make is in the data

That these images copy to its creator

They know the secrets of your thoughts

Designed and legered in a law report

If ever a gang pinpoint you

The camera has a point of view

Its zoom lens can scan onto a star

So here on earth you wont get far

Machines are tailored to decide

Whether you need to run as cannot hide

Perpetrators on the street

Cannot plan or even meet

Victims once were left to die

But now the camera will decide

Whom is to blame and guilty of

Helping the innocent if they are robbed

If ever a gang pinpoint you

The camera has a point of view

Its zoom lens can scan onto a star

So here on earth you wont get far

Running maybe your only choice 

But once scanned in You will hear the voice

Of Finch or Reece the Suited police 

Hands in the air and on your knees

Searching a file for villains names

Nowhere to hide no alibi games

Just left with shame and a look of guilt

Since Finches Machine has been built

The C.I.A prevent violent crime

Not straight away as it takes time

To arrest the leaders of all known heads

That direct the villains and corrupt the Feds

If ever a gang pinpoint you

The camera has a point of view

Its zoom lens can scan onto a star

So here on earth you wont get far

The Machines are there to keep the streets clean

So nothing to lose if your seen

The camera will know if your law abiding

And will look after the good while street preciding

Only the maker knows it’s existence

And knows how it feels and it’s persistence

The numbers are crunched by the creator

The camera sees and calls its maker