Eyes Only

I see what I see But I never complain I see tears, hunger, torture and brutality But I feel no pain. I see what I see But I never rejoice I see smiles, celebrations, fun and joy But I have little choice. I see what I see But I never tell I see love, betrayal, treachery and sacrifice But nothing can turn me pale. I am a mute spectator A witness of every event in life I carry an album that I cannot share My images are like blunt knife. And yet I see what I see I seek no glory, crave no fame Because after all, A pair of eyes is all that I am.