The Eye

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Beyond the eyes, I can't figure out why,
Nobody can predict whether it's low or high,
Looking at the eyes, sometimes I can see the 'sigh'
I wonder how does it fly.

Seeing is believing,
Watching is enjoying,
Observing is learning,
But what about looking?

What I'm about to see are mysteries,
What I saw were memories,
What I saw were trees,
What I see are debris.

Staring at the eyes, looking for the motive,
It's the best way before you believe,
Beware if the motive is passive,
Because it will never bring a relief

I can see nothing is free,
I can see human craving for money,
Craving without the feel of sorry,
Charging every help for a 'fee' .

Seaching for the truth, eyes are being used to see,
This includes most of the people including me,
At the outside, she looks happy
But sometimes, what we see may not be what it should be.

Eyes are not perfect, and they can miss,
Mistaken a bite as a kiss,
Mistaken a hero as a beast,
Therefore, at times, what we see may not be what it is...


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