Changing Eyes

Little boys 

With fresh eyes 

Watch things, 

Yearning for 

Their big chance. 

Young bucks 

With clear eyes 

Move fast 

Toward distant goals, 

Taking aim. 

Old men 

With ancient eyes 

See Ghosts, 

Reviving duels 

From bygone days. 

Dying men 

With failing eyes 

Feel death 

Lurkin ’round, 

Open graves. 

Dead men 

With closed eyes 

Paint dreams, 

For little boys 

To chase.