Lazy Eye Poem by John Dustman

My third eye's now a lazy eye
I can't see it when I sleep
Everything has gone awry
And I sense it way down deep

Then I wake up sleepy tired
Very often in distress
Wanting to be retired
Yet hankering for success

They say that time will heal all
That hope's soon to come my way
That Love is there when I fall
And all I must do is Pray

Lord give me your sweet ointment
On this lazy eye of mine
And kill that disappointment
All I need is one small sign

(Dumple ~ December,2005)