The blind man's guilt

"Help us."

The blind man walks with a staff in his hand,
Grasping it tightly, fingers feeling the land's demand,
He traipses right through this dump of fear,
But no one ever stops long enough to hear our tears.

The blind man never will notice us lying there,
Reaching for him, fingers like daggers in the air,
Ignoring us while we shout and cheer,
The children think that help is here.

The blind man walks right past us all,
Never to falter, never to fall,

Beneath us all he doesn’t bother to drawl,
Fore the blind man has gone deaf, no use to stall.

The blind and deaf man has gone mute,
His words never to be spoken, never to uproot,
But it doesn’t really matter, can’t you see?
This man ignores us always and that will forever be.

The man's eyes absolutely will not take a peak,
He does not wish to feel guilty with every one he sneaks,
Instead he goes about on his way,
The same thing happens every single day.

Author's Note

I really do like this one! Hope you enjoyed!! =)

Reviews

[lil lisa]

i def feel ur voice. its strong and flowing... one thought contiued with out stopping for even a breath. i love it.

[Daniel88Batson]

Really lovely. Being blind would be my worse nightmare!