Monthly Archives: March 2016

Sorry you can see

A tongue-in-cheek poem written for Human Rights day 2016

blindfold

  Being blind like a mole and a bat, gives us powers that we are good at
We can smell secret eating, by a bloke in a meeting
And can hear if he’s skinny or fat.

We’re allowed to forget people’s names, So asking, “Who’s that?” is no shame
We cannot see freckles, or pimples or speckles
So people love friends with white canes.

For those who are vision impaired, body language tells stories …Not fair
No deceiving or denying, cos we know when you’re lying
so be honest, be real or be scared!

We notice the noise and sound clues, then form mental pics in all hues
the world is so clean, when the dirt is not seen
And beauty is something we choose

So sorry that you guys can see, the pain and the raw poverty
The pressure and pace, of your visual rat race
Makes me grateful sometimes ….to not see.

*[Today we recall human rights, especially for those without sight
we have a lot to give, if we could simply live
and work without having to fight]

So if you think this poem is uncouth, don’t worry, we’re okay with the truth
we got a bad card, but were grateful to God
that our blindness gives us a great view.

*verse for human rights day

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