His Black Eyes

November 27, 2008
His Black Eyes

In his eyes is black fire
A dark ire

But look closer, will you?
You'll be surprised if you do

Behind those eyes
A young boy cries

Living in a frozen diaster
With hope only his dreams can master

They saw only hate
But wait

Listen to him -
His story is sad and grim

He needs love
With peace as gentle as a dove

He saw too much
A rough to abusing touch

He ran away
To end one day

But he found hope
A way to hang unto this rope

And when you look in his eyes
Know that boy no longer cries

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