What do you see,
In the face of a stranger?
Do you see a brave man,
Or a coward who would run from danger?
What do you see,
In the stars of the sky?
Windows to the heavens,
Or simply what you pass when you fly?
What do you see,
In the homes of the poor?
An opportunity to help,
Or a house of another whore?
What do you see,
In the reflection of your soul?
Compassion and a bleeding heart,
Or is that what you lack to make you whole?
Amanda Miller
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eyesight-3/
