I will not apologize for my eyes.
I will not ask to be forgiven when they rebuke you.
I will not lower them in shame.
I will not avert them from your folly.
I will not dull their piercing glare.
You will either meet my eyes and bear their intensity
or wither in their scrutiny.
There was a particular interaction over the weekend wherein a man who is utterly threatened by women with brains attempted to defend something indefensible. He took great issue with the rebuke he read in my eyes. Too bad. He can deal with it.