His eyes

Uncles talking
Aunties talking
In his eyes
You can see
He doesn’t give a damn.
To hell with everything
I’mma do whatever
I want.
They call him heartless
They tell him
He shouldn’t do it.
When he needed them
The most
They all fell quiet.
Everyone to their own life.

Through his eyes
I can see the betrayal.
Through his word
I can feel the heartbreak.
Through his silence
I can sense the
Lack of trust
He has for his siblings.

He stepped into an areana
Not knowing the consequences
On the outside they all
Look like they are cheering.
Through his eyes
You can sense
The betrayal
Through his ears
You can hear them
Plot his downfall

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