The visions I see through my darks eyes:
Unoursihed children reflecting joyful sounds.
And songs of praise,
Hopeless parents trying to attend to everyone of their dreams-
Tainted brairs to their neglected desires.

Pompous shadows,that mock at night.
Give rise to more nul-voided cries
As they gloat at the days that cometh near.

Do you hear the voices at night that cry pleas to your heart?
A burning fire from within-
Leads me to their cries and pleas.
My lack of understanding-
Is what yearns for their love,joy and peace.
Take anything you want,But leave the joy,peace and hope in their eyes.
Or just crucify me now!

But these are the visions that I see through my dark eyes.
Oblivious we become,
As we turn a blind eye.
These are the visions I see through my dark eyes.
© YK_SA