Eyes... Poem by Derry Dose

I have two different eyes,
One is big and is bright.
It sees the world in a positive light,
It makes me face some plight.

The other one is small and dull,
The truth it sees is very cruel.
No living human escapes its sight,
It just shows me an inner fight.

Both my eyes work the same,
They show me what every human claims.
Every sorrow is a pain they draw,
My brain is running out of flow.

I question myself and my eyes,
Is this life an endless thrive?
Will this world end when I ask?
Or is my survival my only task?

I have two different eyes,
They just show me what I mask.
But whom to trust and whom to fight,
Is a question I always light.