Demeaning of Life

there was a boy
 

a very sad and lonely boy

 

he had dark eyes

 

too worn for youth

 

he could look into hearts
 

with those eyes
 

and he was frightened
 

he knew many things

 

and he was frightened

 

each night he would pray
 

dear god take my eyes away
 

each morning he would wake
 

with his sad dark delving eyes
 

buried in tiny hands and cry
 

and cry
 

and cry
 

but then one day
 

some how
 

his eyes just went away
 

and he said in ecstatic glee
 

I can't see
 

happy me
 

the blind are truly free
 

 

He became a man.
 

A very sad and lonely man.

 

He wandered from love to love
 

and from friend to friend;

 

but something was always missing.
 

Nothing was ever good enough
 

Friendship too fickle.
 

Love too shallow.
 

He had experienced life
 

and felt he had never lived.
 

 

He was fearless, but he prayed.
 

He no longer believed in god
 

but how he prayed.
 

“This can't be all there is.

 

If anyone can hear me let me see
 

something more than this.”
 

 

A voice inside said remember me
 

I used to know so many things and

 

I would cry and cry and pray to god
 

ain't it odd
 

who I grew up to be
 

 

Then the man said
 

"I would like to see again

 

to know again.
 

What could be worse than this
 

This great Abyss
 

This nothingness"
 

the voice replied
 

you'll never find what you desire
 

we all float in the same pot
 

whether blind or not

 

we receive what we receive
 

but I know your mind

 

so i'll give you what you want
 

just open your eyes and you will see
 

many things and no things
 

 

the man opened his eyes
 

 

there was a boy

 

a very sad and lonely boy
 

 

he had eyes that saw the world
 

and all it held
 

he remembered what had scared him so

 

long ago
 

and this is what he said
 

 

What a cursed lot in this pot
 

for
 

to live is to want more
 

when there is no more to be had
 

 

I saw before like I see now
 

our dreams are more than our lives
 

allow
 

Author's Note

excuse lack of punctuation please

Reviews

[Spoken]

awesome piece. I love the statement this piece makes and it is powerfully written!

[Kaitlyn]

AMAZING! i loved it :)

[D S Rollins]

Wow. Loads of emotion, and I've taken this poem to be like a narrative, it's beautiful.

[TBird J.]

so powerful
extreme emotion!
You evoke the flaw of humanity, to always want!

[Cherrie Palmer]

very sad and empty
great use of words

[Marie Harrison]

Wow, this is great. Please forgive me, but I urge you to push yourself further and perhaps make this into a short story. My opinion is that your poem is outstanding, but the beginnings of a memorable short story. Bravo!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

a deeply thoughtful presentation of spiritual parable in the shape of poetic offering~ there are many leassons gleaned from this gem not just about the human condition~but the condition of being human as well~ excellent writing~

[Emily B]

Sight is a strange creature. We ask for answers. And they are given us if we know just how to listen. But what do we make of them? Gifts are all too often curses. But important all the same.

[The Flawed]

Waaooo this is just great, Im of to read more of your steff