"Look em in the eyez" my momma said. "When you talk to em, look em dead in the eye." You look em in the eye so they can feel you, so that they can see where you coming from, your passion, your desire, or they can see if you just fooling, playing, and jiving.
You look em in the eye when they approach you, even though yo hand and leg may shake, them eyez, them eyez stay still. they may be crossed or lazy but them eyes they stay still.
Them eyez tell the weak to keep it moving and tell the strong to come along. The eyez holds the key to people insides, their hearts, their fears, their desire, but to get that key is so ever the hardest, I could swear some people eyez are mazes, I can't read em, but they also swear by my mazes that I'm amazing because u see with my eyez, I done see some dangerous sight for eyez.
I done took what my momma told me to new heights. I done seen the eyez of fear, the eyez of pain, the eyez of terror, the eyez of joy. I done see the eyez of people who want the suffering to end so bad, but they faces still smiles. Oh, the eyez of people some time haunt me.
I still remember those eyez they were just like mine. That day replays when those eyez of mine became unknown , they became evil, those of demons, the eyez of a fiend, that knew not his own blood. Are eyez connected maybe honestly for the last time, cuz my eyez that day reached my heart, and it tore. The hatred became one with my eyez, and I had no mercy upon eyez thereafter.
Until the day I saw them innocent eyez, these eyez were a younger of mines, they were pure and innocent. These eyez were blocked by tears and sorrow, of seeing my eyez in guilt and pain. That day sleeps in my mind but never leaves, that day those innocent eyez cleansed my eyez and made them clear. That day for the first time my I saw my own eyez. That day I looked myself dead and in the eye, and saw my passions and dreams through the eyez of another.
This I believe that eyez don't lie, yes u can block them with circles and ovals, and colors, u can close them as tight as you want, but u see those eyes will have to be seen, either by you or me. This I believe its all in the eye, a person eyez tells u who they are. Look em n the eye if they dare to look back, if they run they scared, if they blink too much they weak, if they roll they know u in the leader role, but those that stare right back, and give u that feeling, that feeling, those the eyez u stay fixed on...this I believe.
Bz©
5 comments:
I really liked yours.
The whole thing with your mom gives it a lot of authority and emotion
I also kind of lost where your voice starts to take over but eventually I just kind of realized that I was reading your own words and it was really cool how it transitioned and you could see how your mom literally transfers her wisdom to you.
It was very poetically written.
It's also really effortless to read.
Sometimes when you read something you really have to try to focus on what the author's trying to say and it's easy to get lost or gloss over something.
But even though it's easy to read it doesn't mean that what you wrote is simple or trite.
It still had a lot of meaning and emotion in it.
I absolutely LOVED your essay.
It was really powerful, and I'll never think about eyes the same. I love how it starts as something your mother told you. It says a lot about your character and where you come from. I think it's cool how you progressed from the advice you received to your own beliefs.
Your essay reminded me of song lyrics. It was very poetic in nature, and I really liked that. It was a different sort of approach, and I think it worked really well here.
I think this is a great start for your video. Eyes are a great visual to have, and I think you can be really creative with this.
Nice job!
you is a beast.
I really liked this one a lot.
The whole thing with your mom gives it a lot of authority and emotion.
While I was reading I didn't really notice a moment when it went from your mom's voice to yours, which was interesting.
The wisdom transfers almost seamlessly from your mom to you.
It's also really effortless to read.
lots of times you read things that are just really difficult to follow but yours was really easy to read.
that's not to say that it was simple or trite.
It had a lot of depth.
I absolutely loved your essay.
It was extremely well-written and really made me think about eyes in a different light. It was focused but still delved into a depth of different emotions.
I think it was interesting how you progressed from your mother's advice to your own beliefs. It shows the kind of affect your mother has had on you and how close you two probably are.
It was very easy to read and very lyrical. I feel like this would make a great song someday. I like your style and really wouldn't change a thing.
This would also probably make a great video. Great imagery and lots of emotions. Well done.
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