Take my eyes...
Dedicated to the new generation smart phones and social media that have
made content creation and sharing so easy and compelling, at the cost of caring for
the fellow human beings. Penned as a reaction to the news broadcast on television, and to the fact that the victim donated his eyes before he died. This is not intended to pass judgement on the onlookers, but each one of us is free to judge ourselves.
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His body ripped apart into two,
With both the parts still alive,
Every moment life changing its hue,
He screams, 'help, I want to live!'
Was it a cinema — with all
Pale-eyed viewers around
He cannot trust it, was it his,
The blood spilling on the ground...?
Did anyone see the number
Of the monster that mowed him down?
He has no idea, but they are all mum
Their faces bland, with not even a frown
Then the fallen man sees Him -
The man with the funky gadget
There he is, standing, with
A good view of the dying body and spirit
Capturing his moments of fight
And the victory of his fate
All in full HD movie mode,
"But sorry, no helping hand...
It's a once-in-a-lifetime video thriller
Let me shoot it all, don't bother
To ask me for help, I can't call a doctor
Once I finish this, it'll be an honour...
TV channels will play it over and over
Both of us'll become heroes, brother!"
No light left to look out or within
In the dozen eyes staring at him grim
Rest of the world has moved on,
With the traffic, and the golden time
He decides, it's time to do the right thing,
While the soul is ready to fly, flapping the wing
He folds his hands hurriedly and screams,
"Take my eyes now, you need it, please!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
His body ripped apart into two,
With both the parts still alive,
Every moment life changing its hue,
He screams, 'help, I want to live!'
Was it a cinema — with all
Pale-eyed viewers around
He cannot trust it, was it his,
The blood spilling on the ground...?
Did anyone see the number
Of the monster that mowed him down?
He has no idea, but they are all mum
Their faces bland, with not even a frown
Then the fallen man sees Him -
The man with the funky gadget
There he is, standing, with
A good view of the dying body and spirit
Capturing his moments of fight
And the victory of his fate
All in full HD movie mode,
"But sorry, no helping hand...
It's a once-in-a-lifetime video thriller
Let me shoot it all, don't bother
To ask me for help, I can't call a doctor
Once I finish this, it'll be an honour...
TV channels will play it over and over
Both of us'll become heroes, brother!"
No light left to look out or within
In the dozen eyes staring at him grim
Rest of the world has moved on,
With the traffic, and the golden time
He decides, it's time to do the right thing,
While the soul is ready to fly, flapping the wing
He folds his hands hurriedly and screams,
"Take my eyes now, you need it, please!"
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