In My Broken Eyes

Poem

In my broken eyes
I see clearly
As all else dies
As all else tries
To see themselves
As steadily and perfectly
As in my broken eyes

The cracks in their surface

Holes serve their purpose
Vision altered- a permanent affliction
But eyes forced open see through the fiction

Now I see
I am free
I see the world as no other can
I can now see and understand
The wall's writing is growing

My mind's waters are flowing
My heart's beating is showing
A world I am now knowing
Beaten souls screaming out in constant catastrophe

A sickened silence that rises deafeningly out of me

A smoke hiding a village of fear
A rising river drawing near
Everything stops
The sun and moon drop
Everything is coming
Falling from the skies
All of this is now seen

In my broken eyes