Truly Needed

Of the love that one can give
By simply letting eyes speak?
Letting them say
I care
I love
I feel
I . . .
I need.
We live in our castles large and small
Concerning ourselves with the contents
And the carriages we own.
Our social status
Where we go
And who knows.
When the game comes to an end
What do we take with us?
Anything we've earned, taken, own?
Who will miss us?
Do we really care?