These Eyes
My eyes are of the past
I am here, after all
Many have gone before
I see for those who cannot
I am of the past
The most recent of many
From my father and before
Now resting in trust
What I do, or say
The pinnacle of eons
The voice of the countless
Points of light
Each of us echo
For every voice
That has ever lived
Speak in kindness
Together, here, we are
A culmination of mankind
Since the dawn of time
One speaks for all
Speak in kindness
Copyright © Stephen Allen | Year Posted 2016
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