Stone-Faced He Stared Poem by Chidiebere Ekere
Stone-Faced He Stared
Stone-faced, he stared at me;
Unindulgent to life he stared.
And in the screen of his eyes,
Unfolded that ancient history
Of what lies ahead.
Opaque expanse of blaring mysteries.
And in spite of myself I stared,
Following every trace, but for
A mark of kinship...
Wiser men were there, who knew better
Than to sit and stare,
They came and pulled those impassive lids
Over the screen of his eyes.
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