We all know the saying. ‘Boys have two heads and they only think of one’.
Well we all have two eyes, so why do people only look through one.
I sit on my bench, where I sit every morning and I can see the people who label others, and look to be labeled in return.
The sky is open, the sun is bright, the birds sing, the grass is green and the world hums its melody. But they do not look up. Only down. They look at the path that they travel, at their shoes, and other peoples shoes with their one eye.
I look down as well but for a different reason. the sun hurts my eyes. My two red eyes. And my white skin.
I do not lend myself to labels. Not sitting here on my bench. Under the blue sky and the birds. A bird pooped on me once. in my eye. i was only a child. But even as a bird pooped on me, I still had two eyes. If the bird pooped on these people… well they would be blind.
I could not imagine being blind. It would not take a lot to blind me. Not physically. My red eyes to not like light. But to blind my soul, I could not imagine that. But do these ones have a soul. Is there anything left to be blinded? I am not sure. Not from here on my bench. I myself would never be called out to play. Hear that below. I stay here on my bench looking out with my two red eyes.
Red eyes. People would call me a demon. Red is a dark color, the color of blood and hell and all things bad. Did you know that? I didn’t. People tell me that but what do they know. What proof do they have? I would rather have two red eye then one blue. Blue, the color of the sky and of light and heaven and peace. How do they know that. Do they not have it backwards. Blue for water, red for blood. We need both. And a parrot would not call blood red. So why do we?
Two eyes. I am not a cyclops. Nor will I ever be. I hope. But this world, it spreads corruption.
But If I had a blue eye, one blue eye. I would not be me.
My name is Red, and I have two eyes.
hum. One of those, ‘come to you in a random moment’ pieces. I quite like this actually.
A lot of people will think that I am just talking about fashion and the sheep, but if you look closer there is a far deeper meaning. I say no more.
I hope you like it.