What goes on when no one is watching?
Are there things we will never see?
Or is it in these spaces, where no eye traces
That we can be who we want to be?
Do we only value the eyes of ourselves,
Or do we accept the eyes of flies as well?
There are far more flies than there are human eyes
If only we could hear the stories they tell.
- Author: RickyMcG ( Offline)
- Published: August 7th, 2017 13:14
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 16
Comments1
A lovely little 'thought poem' Ricky. Enjoyed it. Welcome to MPS.
Thanks Louis 🙂 I really appreciate that.
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