(Amazon Child-Eyes)
I
Should we, now, think we'll ever see
A poem more lovely and more free
Than pristine child with seaching eyes
Perched on our urban, hassled knee!
A gift from Earth-life's, human wild,
Born with eyes questing into thee!
A child whose eyes, in vain, still quest
For Earth's pure eco-viillage, nest.
II
Such lifeway eyes, pure once, did find
Earth's free unfolding life did shine.
Our greed, thru might, did conquest,
And laid pure eyes of child to death.
Pure child-eyes now quest in screens,
Bind life and eye to machines.
We cannot wish, again, to see
The pure child-eyes in village free.
III
Child-eyes ask, Always bound? Or was I free?
And what, through art's machines, are thee?
For image and scene, you shoot me;
Never banned, I am the human game, that's free.
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