The Eye

Keen is the human eye Though rarely used It can restore passion To the alone and abused Sure you see them But do you really care? You walk along your path Are you really aware? This eye can be fragile And some give it away They make their vows They hand it over on that day Or do they really? Marriage is just a title Divorce is a statistic Do we pretend to have morals? There may be a few Are they still there? Or are they awaiting their cue? The world is slowly changing My question is can we adapt? Toss feelings aside Fundamentalism is what we lack Ideas and free thinkers That is just whack We are raised in our schools Forced to be confined Where is our sense of adventure? Sit in a desk, use your mind Creativity is no longer key Aspiration and dreams can no longer be But why hold us down? I want to be free But where am I? Have I gone blind? There is only one thing that can set us apart Do see with your mind? Or do you see with your heart?