They As Spiders

They are as spiders

Eight legs with four eyes.

One Eye for each pair of legs

Single pointed vision.

Four sets of legs

With which to trample freely.

One selfish eye,

Sees what it wants.

Four different styles of walking

Melancholy and glee

Anger and conceit

Appearing as individuals:

Looking like cyclops.

Acting like inhuman beings

to pantomime the charade.

We can see,

Oh yes, we can see!

The gifts of sight

Given through great contemplation.

I hope these people don't make our nation.

The churches and streets

Fill with the likes

Of that unsavory denomination.

I can see,

Oh yes, I can see!

My left eye screams.

My right eye dreams.

The quality of the spiders

Is apparent in the seams.

Get away from me

You brutes

You'll never see me as I am,

In the nude.

I can walk as well as you,

Still be clothed,

Still be true.

To the spiders I'll be alone.

Sit quiet and contemplate my future home.

If I want to walk with you

I'll become a snake.

My eyes will see,

I'll slither through.