I Eye

Poem about seeing into the future.

I the third eye
See all, am all
Perhaps a little too much
But never enough to tell what may come
Or may not come
Perhaps a glimpse
Confused
Miscalculated
Wrong
I may tell
I may not
Not above
Spite or
Jealousy or
Anger or
Revenge or
Love
So if it's your future you
Desire
You must wait and see...