With all the violence in the world, I’ll let this one speak for itself.

broken boy

dead eyes staring
looking out
from an empty vessel

reflecting back
to look at you
where is the boy I knew

dead eyes capture
nothing
not love nor hate

looking in
wondering
when did you go

dead eyes once happy blue
sparkling laughter
no more

what broke
little boy
leaving you a killer

dead eyes watching
flames
consuming life

sirens screaming
lights calliope
and still you stand

dead eyes unfocused
they’re inside
wrong one still alive

mother’s milk
tainted with hate
feeding bitter anger

dead eyes
hadn’t a chance
unseen unseeing
unknown