Eyes.

Jacob after 2 weeks of treatment

All of them were high
Eyes swollen with redness
Drug induced fevers dripping sweat into eyes 
Eyes that circled the room unable to focus
Eyes that weren’t seeing reality
Wanting to be blind, because it’s better than what they see. 
Except for one. 

His eyes weren’t swollen, itchy, or red - 
But full of pain
squinted together trying to hold back tears.

He had been beaten with a piece of jagged metal, 
for sleeping on a sidewalk,
because there are no parents to give him a bed. 

His fever was from infection, not from drugs, 
His wound was close to two inches deep, 
And he didn’t need to be there.                                                  

He was welcomed home with joy from his brothers, 
He was taken to the hospital every day for two weeks, 
He has fallen into the family and nobody wants to see him go, 

Because that Jacob, his eyes were open, 
He never saw himself lost,
He had been waiting, 
Because he could see something better coming.