My Eyes

Posted: January 31, 2014 in Poems

I think my eyes are broken

They see more than I would choose

I try to see only what I’d like

But much more keeps getting through

The folks who run this land

Try to help me when they can

They think for me

Tell me what I see

But

My eyes disagree

I think my eyes are broken

They don’t listen to my brain

They see the oppressed people

Angry from their pain

I’d love to see life as you wish it

And tell myself it’s real

I’d love to act so happy

Ignoring how I really feel

But, I feel so much more

I think my eyes are broken

For they don’t work like others do

They see the lies

They see the pain

And what they see seems to be…

True

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