Eyes are the most powerful part of being
They reveal all our complex emotions
Though you may lie to someone’s face
You can never lie deep within your eyes
If we could forget our secrets and talk
Would we find our way into open books?
A closed book is hiding gathering dust
We forgot what lies between its pages
Sometimes I draw parallels with my mind
I see women and animals lie side by side
I notice one system and one industry
Based upon their false objectification
Eyes are the most powerful part of being
Occasionally I wonder if vengeance is
Based upon what came before us
How we were taught we should be
But this bitter taste we had only gave
Enough questions to ponder over
We drew emotional lines between
What happened to us and what
Happens to them.