Those Eyes Poem by Marites C. Cayetano

Those Eyes



No more tears flowing
with everyday killing
they become numb.

Those eyes
remember the day
when you see your father
body covered with blood
and died
and when you grow old
I hope you'll make a world
where tears will flow again
from those eyes
and from all eyes.

Saturday, July 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: eyes
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