Don’t You See?
They love, they laugh,
They cry, they lie.
Just like you and me.
Don’t you see?
Why, in your eye
Must they die?
Is it their hair? Their skin?
The shape of their chin?
You love, you laugh,
You cry, you lie.
Just like me.
Don’t you see?
Why, in your eye
Must I die?
Roy W. Backes
© 2009