Emerald Eyes
And there he stood like a statue
The silence dropping like a stone
As if talking to a ghost the icon remained
Ever passive, Forever frozen
Like a tourist at the galleria, the speaker moved on
In a world of hear and now. instant text and instant news
Where the games talk and the pictures move
How could the statue keep their interest
With features fixed in granite, and eyes set with emeralds
Intricate designs, the closest to a soul you can find
But if only the tourist looked closer
If only he had those child-like eyes of awe and wonder
He would have seen the spark of life
The way the light caught the emerald eyes
If only Emerald Eyes weren't staring at a statue
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