news eyes

 

Fall in the world of the unknown

things aren't what the seem

underestimating the causes

overseeing the problems

the weeping child lays

for this is not the world

she wished to be

so cold, so unprotected

wide eyes that look to

the world as her shelter

the rain bathers, the wind

keeps her cool, the heat keeps her

warm, looking at life in with new eyes

she sees more than the rest,

and she knows more than hearts that last

with new eyes, she knows that soon will be no more

 

Reviews

[Althelia Marie Caine]

Amazing

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

The last line really hit me hard, great poem my friend.

[FJ Davis]

Dire prediction? Death of the infant? Death of mankind? Death of the world?
These are things you brought to my mind; none of which may be exactly what you intended.
Again, I very much like the "feel" of your poetry. Fascinating work.