Friday, September 19, 2008

Haunted Eyes

Little boy stares into the haunted eyes of the old man,
the one who taught him to laugh, and songs and tunes to clap.
But now he's silent waiting for the call of death,
waiting to see the light and the end of the tunnel.... with haunted eyes.

Little boy sings his songs, dances around and giggles,
trying to remind him of all he'd gathered and taught,
but the old man just looks at him... with haunted eyes.

"Rage rage...do not go gentle into the good night", sings the little boy,
but the old man just sighs and moans... with haunted eyes.

Haunted eyes, haunted eyes, haunted eyes...
Cruel haunted eyes, sad haunted eyes, confused haunted eyes,
lonely haunted eyes, troubled haunted eyes, blind haunted eyes.
Haunted eyes, haunted eyes... by haunted eyes haunted.

Little boy looks out of the window, spies little kids playing,
holding hands, dancing around in circles, and he wonders
if in the future they'll have haunted eyes.
He thinks of the people in the streets, in the offices and stores,
in the magazine stores and bus stops,
and wonders why they all have... haunted eyes.
Little boy thinks of the blind wise man, begging with a new hat on the street corner,
he thinks of the nice smelling rich lady at the movies,
and wonders why they all have... haunted eyes.

Haunted eyes, haunted eyes, haunted eyes...
Cruel haunted eyes, sad haunted eyes, confused haunted eyes,
lonely haunted eyes, troubled haunted eyes, blind haunted eyes.
Haunted eyes, haunted eyes... by haunted eyes haunted.

Little boy sings his goodbye, leaving the old man alone with his haunted eyes,
playfully prances down the carpeted hallway, to the end
of the passage where an ancient naked mirror hangs.
He looks into it only for a minute, and nervously steps out of the doorway,
into the streets outside, where he can try to forget
that he too... has haunted eyes.

1 comment:

sophia said...

grooooooovy! wow!