Urgency non-moving

It has become
Absolutely urgent
To listen attentively
To peoples' Eyes

Hear me out
They exist in a modal perception
They change the light of fear
The existence of moving
And grow by the hour
Bear no prägnanz
No order of things
No Mûnch cry
Not even lies inside
No clout
No angst
No size
And no color
They are merely sentient
They barely look at us
Adequately bovine
Aqueous and sour
Irrevocably lenient
In their approach
Immobile as trees
Intent in saying nothing

It has become
Absolutely urgent
To listen attentively
To peoples' Eyes

poem by Francisco Reichd'Almeida
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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