In the Eyes of Hate / In the Eyes of Love

In the Eyes of Hate

Two humans shipwrecked on an Island
a possession in hand, held each
fearing death would soon approach
upon this lonesome beach

The woman, rich in fur and diamonds
clutched a shiny can.
Across her in tattered clothing
sat a lonely, homeless man.

Within his calloused hands
a trusty knife, held dear
his one and only possession
that chased away the fear

A hate for the rich and powerful
brewed beneath His breast
for he could see not, beneath the jewels
-'Twas the wealth he did detest

A hate for the poor and homeless
brewed beneath Her breast
for she could see not, beneath the rags
- 'Twas the poverty she did detest

Each held the answer
to survive another day
ignorance overcame reality
and for that, they both would pay ...

They did not die from the food without ...
They died from the hate within !

In the Eyes of Love

Two children shipwrecked on an Island
a possession in hand, held each
fearing death would soon approach
upon this lonesome beach

The girl, in pretty bows and curls
lonesome for her Dad
Across her in tattered clothing
sat a lonely, homeless lad

Within his dirty fingers
a trusty knife, held dear
his one and only possession
that chased away the fear

The girl clutched a shiny can
to her sobbing chest
for she couldn't open it -
is what she did detest

A love for the little girl
brewed beneath His breast
for he see not, the glimmer
of the way that she was dressed

A love for the little lad
brewed beneath Her breast
for she see not, the rags
but the -beat- beneath his chest

Each held the answer
to survive another day
bellies filled with laughter
they both skipped off ... to play

They did not die from the food without ...
They lived ... by the love within !