Your eyes
Are now small and watery,
Bubbling with energy and excitement,
As you take you very first step.
They are pure and innocent-for the first and last time.
They are full of mirth and joy.
You like all others start as a lovable baby.
Your eyes
Are now full of wild mischief,
Jumping with much-wanted amusement
As you push off the stairs your baby brother,
They are filled with anything but care.
They are hungry for more similar fun.
You are a promising imp.
Your eyes
Are now darting this way and that,
As you cheat from your best friend’s paper,
They know nothing but the tricks of cheating.
They are cunningly trained to suit.
You are an ever-growing cheat.
Your eyes
Are now wide with fear and anticipation,
Brimming with tension of the nearing task
As you crouch to stab your best friend,
They are bloody and maliciously murderous.
They have no mercy for the person you’re about to expire.
You are a best friend-killer.
Your eyes
Are now glasslike and lifeless,
Reflecting the world without expressions
As you akin to as any chopped off log,
They are static and immortally so.
They show crystal-clearly the coldness you feel,
You are dead.
Your eyes
Are now burning with flames-red and gold,
Mirroring all of your pat sinful deeds
As you stand beside the Devil himself,
They are gleaming with pride as the Devil praises you.
They also regret deeply for not having killed more.
You are in hell.
