Sun, 04/03/2016 - 10:44 -- dmutis





My eyes relish the world around me


Once you have seen you cannot unsee


This sight that was given to me


To see the physical wonders


To create expressive manifestations


To warn me off hidden dangers


To recognize the symbols that rule this world


And the sight to seek truth


Beyond our eyes


Though my spectacles betray me


I fear my decline of vision


I weep


For the blind


Who do not see


For those with eyes


That do not wish to see


Those that choose to be blind


They do not know


Sight is a gift


That I cannont live without

This poem is about: 
Our world


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