...Un-Foreseeing Eyes

believed her lies and fake
cries. Why… Why… Why
did she choose to manipulate
my naïve mind— left
confusion inside.

A dead end road
my shepherd led me,

planning…

A stray, I walked back
to where I came.

How many years have I lost?

A mindless sheep
I became from those
unforeseen days.

I wonder, do you know
the pain that persists;
my sorrow and regret,
the nights I’ve wept.

Could I have been more wise,
seen my mother, my shepherd,
through untainted eyes.

I envisioned my innocent father
from only those lies. I betrayed
though I did not realize—why…

How many years have we lost?

My vet in disguise forgave
my wounded, sheep-like
eyes. No request needed. No
need to explain. He knew—

I could not see
with my...