Eyes

Photograph by J. Trent

Eyes

By John Trent

Deep and dark his silent gaze

Portals to a childhood long since lost

His eyes ask for help never saying a word

The silence deafening my emotions stirred;

“I don't want to beg, please spare some change

I have no shoes and nowhere to live

My bed is the earth and my roof a tree

I am so hungry, I hope you see”

I hear his voice, it breaks my heart?

His eyes are panes of hope long lost

He cries out for help without one word

My eyes see his pleas, his silence is heard;

“I am hungry, sir, please spare some change

My hair is dirty from my pillow of sod

I’m really hungry, I beg and pray

With a peso or two, I can eat today”