Have Ye Ever Smote Thee A Black Eye? Poem by E.J. Langley
Have Ye Ever Smote Thee A Black Eye?
And as I watched
it shed a solitary tear of pure blood
and I knew
I was seeing it's very soul
drip down it's own cheek
into oblivion
The black eye had taken over the face
and it's hatred had spread to every nuance
By now
the eyes themselves were dead
they contained no light
The eyes represented
not life now
but death
And death smiled at them
and wiped the bloody tear
from their tender cheek
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