eyes that remember too much

Shield of human mind , my dear eyes, still marks of war, taken place through time and tide, while reckless daggers flew from futile thoughts of mankind. You faced all with no complaint call yet your oblivious tenderness not yet respect . Yet with divine wishes fall , the endeavor you went through , gave great gain, yet the marks of futile pain is insane . To your strength, people say, it's easy to comprehend, yet the us-men know the dagger's dent, like honey knows what sweetness meant . The defiled lashes stayed strong , with all the crashes of vented hearts , to protect your heart . The vested smile of human mind was gone , with every battle futile gave its dagger to anger, enemy of mankind.