Self Portrait

They're on the wall is a self-portrait of me In a small local art gallery A small group of people looking at the picture There are few who agree look at his Eyes Look at his eyes I show no smile no teeth lips put together In awe and I wonder why are they still looking Wondering still why are they still standing and continue staring I'm still mesmerized and why they still categorizing Yet to my surprise they still say as I asked why They silently chant whisper and all look at his eyes Look at his eyes For the eyes are the mirror to the soul Look at them they're so golden and round brown and bold And all the world's dysfunction and turmoil And if I if I can see he has peace in his soul Whether this like knowledge to whether it is known It is truly shown I can see it on the wall the painting of his face Shows no shame no disgrace such a beautifulness And it's all shown in his eyes in his eyes He has the peace of God In his eyes for you see this is my self portrait on the wall 08/20/2017