Blue Eyed

Blue Eyed

Opening his blue
Eyes, he sees in-place
Of his mother, an empty
Face, a faceless face with no
Signs of pity or sorrow, no remorse
With in him at all. His blue eyes wonder
Over the first thing his eyes have been set upon,
The faceless man is smiling; the boy mimics him, not
Knowing why, for the intentions of this faceless man is not
Good, he is thinking how easy it is to mold this new born life
Into what ever he wishes, how easy it is to make him how he will
With his evil thoughts of pain and suffering, the new life, the boy that
Becomes a man will never have a chains to be anything other than
That which he as been made into, by the man he first saw, that
Faceless man. He sees him even after he is gone, off this
World. When ever this boy now a man closes his
Blue eyes he sees him, and remembers only
His simile and his evil teachings
That he has passed down to
The blue eyed chilled
Now a Man.