the world is adorned with a million windows the bleakest night has a thousand eyes daylight shines into the globes darkest corners truth will ultimately expose all lies
NASAβs satellites circle Tropic of Cancer latitudes cameras pinpoint the disease metastasizing in the body of Homs
from stratospheric limits sensitive lenses read the names magic markers have scrawled onto white sheets covering the dead
YouTube gets Oscar consideration for grisly cinematography a real-time visceral docudrama of panting fascists gleefully tramping
through the desecrated streets coolly administering a coup de gras to a city on its knees, pleading release from an **** of incessant bloodletting
twitter records desperate tweets the batting wings of endangered flocks furiously thumbing into the blogosphere calls for UN intervention that falls on blind eyes
BBC reportage, the global gold standard for journalistic excellence scoops the stories of London based FSA partisans awaiting repatriation to scatter Basharβs Kodachrome killers
Has the All Seeing Eye who has graced us with sight laughingly curse us with vision?
Does the One Caring Eye of the Universe bless us with perception to haunt us with images?
Has The One Thats Sees Everything blinked closed the eye of compassion?
Has the horror of Homs become too much even for The Universal Eye of Love?
the opened eyes of a dead child reflects our cold winter of indifference demoralizing dehumanizing a watching world