Omniscient eyes like those of eagles
judging glances and backward stares
mirroring like eagles would in the air
energetic and serene quickness, alacrity
with intelligence, hubris and humility,
modesty in the multicolored feathers soaring
like airplanes at night, under the cover of
Dusk and the darkness associated with it.
Words flung across sidewalks to loiterers
Relaxing with their backs arched sideways
in lazy poses mimicking each other
praising the gods of technology and machinery
for their kindness and grace for granting the
undeserving the power of omniscience,
the eyes of an eagle, controlling the natural
like a tailor to a spool of cloth.