Eyes –
There are good eyes
There are evil eyes
There are eyes that look but never see
There are eyes that see so deep
They cut the skin and break the masks
We wear
There are questioning eyes
And eyes that never answer.

Eyes –
I was told to fear them
As a child and came to revere them
Through them I saw secrets
Through them I opened vaults
Of human mind and soul
Then came your

The only eyes to puzzle me
To suspend me
To turn me a child, fearing

June 12, 2018

About alaindesade

Novelist, songwriter and philosopher. Has special interest in human relations, evolution of mind, inter-cultural complications, and the concept of God.
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