No Words Spoken: Eyes of a Soul to Eyes of a Soul
“No Words Spoken: Eyes of a Soul to Eyes of a Soul”
No words. Eyes of a Soul speak to Eyes of a Soul.
No words
can interpret the loss of such beauty, such innocence, such promise.
No words
will ever express the internal evaluation of such another,
young, graceful, innocent soul turning inwards irregularly,
to be pushed so far over the edge to consider and then execute
that premature freedom of choice.
No words
to capture the depth of despair
of yet another invisible falling child -
prayers unheard
speaking to the reflection in an invisible chair.
No words
When the heart is gutted.
Eyes of a Soul speak to Eyes of a Soul.
What is wrong with this damned world?
It has too many words, and no one really listens close enough.
No words.
Tears do no justice at all.
While the world watches on, nothing changes,
its bigots, bullies and trolls carry on.
We see the warning signs,
In this instance, 20 times,
we turn our eyes away from it all,
the windows closing, slowly,
be brave, it will get better,
tomorrow’s another day,
we hear it said,
again and again
We see the warning signs.
We turn our eyes away from it all,
Not my problem, not my world.
The windows closing,
No words.
Eyes of a Soul.
No words spoken at all.
Eyes of a Soul to Eyes of a Soul.
Candide Diderot. ‘24
(Sammy Teusch, 10yrs, Ft Wayne, Indiana)
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