The Watchers *
Eyes of golden
brown and blue;
of violet, green,
and ocean too;
eyes of every
shape and hue,
never ceasing
watching you.
Eyes of anger,
eyes of hate;
eyes that must
determinate;
eyes find every
crack and thorn,
must observe
with cruel scorn.
Eyes of steely,
sharpened gaze
eyes that burn;
eyes that raze,
slicing gaze
that sharpens still;
blazing eyes,
fire to kill.
Eyes of golden
brown and red;
of amber, ruby
coral bed;
eyes of every
color said,
are watchers 'til
they close, cold dead.
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