Drop a coin in my box, my eye's see through all lies, my eye's will tell your past, my eye's will see your soul,
now drop a coin in the box.
Tell me what you see? Tell me the secrets mortals beg upon worthless prayers to their gods! What does this Son of a mortal Man seek? Riddles? Glory of War? The true passions of a woman? Tales of The Underwold?
Drop your coin into the wooden box,
ask your self the riddle of your soul, look into my eyes, tell me what you see?
Bounds of ideals, steal, iron, they grip the man of earth!
Fields of man burning? Brother fighting brother? Fire of faith screaming confessions?
Look into my eyes!
TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE! Troy burning with Greek Fire? A city in fire , strings of a fiddle played by a mad man?
No! No, this is not what the coin begs, the coin begs a truth, the coin is the master, but these eye's!
These eye's see more than what the coin begs! These eye's go the truth, these eye's know your nightmares, these eye's see your weakness, these eye's see the pain, the lies, the lusts, the grief, the evil, but the coin wants a single truth.
THESE EYE'S. THESE EYE'S SEE FEAR!!!!
drop another coin in the box, and look into my eye's....
I love this, it reminds me of that fortune teller machine down on the pier, with those eerie glass eyes. I have had nightmares about those eyes. The fortunes it gives are no more than pre-printed cards being hurled from a slot, yes, but I can't help but take them a little more seriously when I have that creepy a*s face looking down on me. Great write.
If we didnt have so many questions we wouldnt get into so much trouble so says the church. lol I often wondered would we be better simple and ignorant rather than complex and unsatisfied?
What a great perspective!! I loved the history you brought into this write along with the cleverly used allusions ...wonderful It is so good to read GOOD poetry!
You bet they see fear! I hadn't even decided if I wanted to chance the drop in and there it was...you saw it...or "the eyes" did. Unique, and an intense read.
I like this it is verry deep. I think one of the scariest things in life is to really see what is behind anothers eyey and at the same time it can be wonderful too
A true captivation from beginning to end, truly powerful and truthful to no end. I love the lines "Ask yourself the riddle of your soul, look into my eyes, tell me what you see. Wow how many times have I stood in front of my own mirror crying, mascara running down my face and wondered about my own soul. The fear of what I have seen - powerful!!!! I really love this piece, it screams truth into yourself and really makes you think of your soul. Well written
wow, this is brilliant, a poetic stage play that invokes a sense of hopelessness
and a great power that permits such a state of affair, captivating the dark