MIND EYES

I look at the world
With sleepy eyes, half awake, half asleep
And this is what I see:
A small urban village
Of many races
Where every home is fenced
Guarded like a quarantined home.

I check with my mind
And this is what I find:
Emotions coated in hatred
A lonely soul shielded by selfishness

Then I realize
The change I seek
Begins here
In my 
own mind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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