Eye of the Evil

Eye of the evil

I hang above the shades of sorrow, 
For them expectant of a hopeful ‘morrow,
I bleed, I bring luck
I am worshipped, sometimes chucked

I, am the eye, 
The eye of evil – a bearer of charm, 
I bring about calm, ward away qualm. 
I’m hanging on, I’m hanging strong,
I’ll be alright, I’ll be fine.

This is it and I’m here.