I Am The Eye Of Tomorrow Poem by Alvin Miller

I am the eye of tomorrow
Fixed on the tales of today
Watching in solitary sorrow
The cracking of the clay.

A powerful stream of madness
Runs across the land
Causing a heavy sadness
To a bruised and battered band

Only at our peril
Do we close our blood shot eyes
For our fate is doomed to be feral,
And feral feeds on lies

God is in our soul
But the devil is in our brain
And if we are wise and whole
Then the devil has been slain.

So mortal and rough hewn
We watch the angels' flight
and shortly far to soon-
We reach our eternal night