Broken Eyed
Broken
Eyed
Overheated or flooded,
Look how we treat the land.
War-torn and hot-blooded,
Look how we treat the other man.
Countries split down the middle,
Ideologies instead of plans.
No one to play second fiddle,
No one to lend a helping hand.
Everything is so broken today,
Who will apply the soothing salve?
I wish I could see things a different way –
These are the eyes I have.
These are the eyes I have,
Seeing too little,
Seeing too much.
These are my eyes so blind,
And I see all the broken things
Beyond my touch.
Extinctions happening every day,
Misinformed minds in a whirl.
This mad scramble; in our own way,
We are a cancer in this world.
Creatures we think so little of,
That cannot speak, so have no say.
Why do we think we’re so above,
As we wander so far astray.
Everyone is so broken today,
Who has the soothing salve?
I wish I could see things a different way –
These are the eyes I have.
These are the eyes I have,
Seeing too little,
Seeing too much.
These are my eyes so blind,
And I see all the broken things
Beyond my touch.
Cliff Lake 8/28/2024
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