Private Eyes • ( :) Poem by Angel A. Lockwood

Eyes are watching
Wherever I go
Attempting to find out info
That others might not know
An intetested in secrets
That might bring scorn and
Hurt,
The type of talk
Sometimes termed as dirt
Yet it seems
The hunt
Has gone too far
For no one can really
Tell them
Like myself
The way tnings were and
Truly are
So, on this search
What I hope and pray
They sincerely find
Is self dignity and peace of mind
Must one pursue
So long?