Dark eyes

See me through those dark eyes

searching the world, searching

the world of grief, and looking

for some truths that might stir

the delicate hope that once was there

but has been savagely ripped away.


Look at me with those dim eyes sad

that know the suffering of the whole 

human race, and scan the horizon 

for grace but none can be found

in the desolation of this place.


See me, look at me true,

for I see, I see in you 

the truth that will set me free.