Through the eye of the storm, I’ve taken another step into the chaos that demands a clear path ahead leaving destruction behind

Through the eye of a needle I can fit everything I own, everything that will leave with me on that day

Through the eye of a child another hero has become subject to the deterioration of what they hoped could never be

Through the eye of love it’s hard to ignore all those starving for affection naively mistaking their hunger as being satisfied by lust