Through Eyes Alone...

I sometimes wonder
what the world might do
if it forgot about times
   the times impending
   the times already ending
   the times of distant lands
   the times in others hands

I sometimes wonder
what the world might do
if I forgot about its times
   the people in the news
   the wars men win or lose
   the sights beyond my gaze
   the tales of other days

I sometimes wish
for a world made new
by some wondrous surprise
   the people on their own
   the things they'd do alone
   the way they'd treat each other
   their time with one another

I sometimes wish
for a world made new
to flash before my eyes
   not as the result of some election
   not through some violent insurrection
   not as some divine confection
   not in any media projection

I sometimes look
for a world right here
to see with eyes alone
    the scene within my view
    the things that I hold true
    the people close right now
    the world as I know how

I sometimes look
at the world right here
to see with eyes alone
   not with hands to move
   not with points to prove
   not beyond the instant
   not towards something distant

I sometimes see
the world right here
through eyes alone
   not through the media screen
   not to later reconvene
   not as a story to record
   not concerned with some accord

I sometimes see
the world right here
through eyes alone