Eye that watches this world I watch watching me,
What do you see across a sea of ethereal eternity?
And what can you be to me who cannot see you
In view of my infirmity so common to humanity?
Do you blink or ever think to write in the story
Of life and the cosmos so rife with pain and strife,
Or perhaps this story is of your own telling told
To multitudes of celestial beings being amused
By violence and war, anger and hunger hanging
Over yet another world that never asked to exist
Or persist in perpetual motion to its destruction?
O Eye of Horus that never sleeps, keeping watch
In this universe torn by the curse of humankind,
Are you averse to penning some lines of peace
In this ongoing narrative so imperative to our life,
Eye that watches this world I watch watching me?