Open Your Eyes

Open Your Eyes

A Poem by Ahson

Open Your Eyes 
As I look into the sky, I see one thing 
I see somebody looking down 
Looking at what we've become 
Looking at what we've done 

From The Aesthetic Beginnings 
To the now, Gardens of Deception 
He Sees it all, all of it together 
The corruption of me and you 
The reduction in morals of truth 
It is all very vivid to him. 

Once there was a feeling of lust 
this lust was mutual throughout the world 
it was the mere simplicity of nature 
it was the calming thought of safety 
It has now turned precarious 

Don't we understand? 
He is watching. 
Noting our every move. 
Noting our every aphorism 
Noting our every deception. 
Are we not scared? 

Some have the audacity, 
the nerve to alter the truth.
They Change firm meanings 
to meanings that are just loose.

Sunlight glistens onto our faces like 
the piercing reflection of a mirror. 
We have taken the root of an 
immaculate tree and we watch
as it disintegrates into a heap of nothing. 

This is the Pinnacle of our wrongdoings. 
For once will we forget who is poor and who is affluent? 
When our peers arrive we note everything. 
We make a corrupt checklist in our mind 
that enables us to do nothing but engrave 
our future with timidness. 


We will be. 
Once we take off 
the demoralizing masks 
of the contemporary times. 

And then we will remember. 
He is watching. 

© 2010 Ahson

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Added on May 25, 2010
Last Updated on May 25, 2010




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