Blind be My Eye

Blind be My Eye

A Poem by Hippy
"

ignorance truly is bliss

"
Blank be thy stares to the evils of the man
Blind be my eye and ignorance my helping hand
If ignorance is bliss then god make me blind
For I do not wish to see this evil that shines

© 2010 Hippy


Author's Note

Hippy
a short poem but i think its bad ass reviews please

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This may be a bad a*s poem, but I don't quite 'get it' - that doesn't mean it's not good. I'm confused by the apparent syllogism of the third line (the if, when phrase). That might be why I don't 'get' the whole thing. The message is clear enough, but getting there is tough for me. I like the rhythm of the poem and the subtle nature of the rhyming (man with hand and blind with shines). :-)

Posted 14 Years Ago


I really like what this poem is portraying. Pretty powerful stuff, has no need to be any longer or anything different. This is probably one of the best I've read of yours.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is well written. It's pretty intense and emotional for such a short piece.

Posted 14 Years Ago


sweet and short. :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


i agree it is badass, all of your work is badass. :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


I like the way you express yourself and your use of words. Nice Piece :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Once at a simmer...then again double-time. Bring in the harmonica.
We have a hit. This poem would make a freaking awesome song!!
Great work man.

Posted 14 Years Ago


It is quite bad a*s. Nice job.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I like it! Evn though it's short, it puts in a lot of expression. Good job!!

Posted 14 Years Ago


good poem. i liked it.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Hippy

Underland, IN



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