The Physiology of Revenge
I have often wondered why
The orb of an eye is
Shaped like a world
How it weeps like
The ocean tide
How it lights like
The sun when
It sees the ones it loves
And yet manages
Not to store the hatred
As our hearts do
When the wrong doers
Have had their way
Perhaps it is because
It is a lens but
Not a camera.
So next time
You take an eye
For the eye you have lost
Dissect it,
Search the Cornea,
The Iris, the Aqueous Humour,
I promise You
You will search
In vain, and in
That search be lost
© Bernard Pearson
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