Posted in : Poetic rants
Why can't the sighted see ?
What excuses do they hear ?
What source their well of happiness ?
What lenses distort the fear ?
How can they enjoy their life ?
How do they live at all ?
How do they pay the price ?
How do they stand to fall ?
How many lines does it take,
To make them want to know ?
To show them their reality,
Educate them for tomorrow ?
I wish I had it in me,
To make you understand.
Agreement is your own choice.
Fist before the hand ?