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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I have a blinded man from birth as a brother Spent time with him first ten years. We sat in the kitchen floor playing bongos And congas on mom’s pots and pans Every time my parents would go to work I’m, I the youngest stayed at home to baby sit Instead of flunking me for truancy Teacher didn’t believe me At home with mine brother His rhymes rhythm ways he could-have been another Stevie Land Morris a “Wonder” Darkness shown fell on me His blindness was always be Looked at him as his eyes danced The earth darting about the horizon beats “Does he see internally, eternally?” The lights were already out for me But as for him he so already sees How can a blind person breath colors breathe Darkness shown all on him on me He sees what God sees Do I envision His, their Inter Vision If I could see for him. I couldn’t see for him He who hasn’t seen not afraid of the dark, why, so, So shall he sees more. . . . Many views untold Unfold the dark I’m lost from here lit in the dark?” “Yes.” So dark I can see. Only blinded by my living. One of my eyes blurred. I enticed blinded by the light Dark dances in the light Those the skin on my pupil tight Opeck scales covering mine eyes Only blinded by my living. One of my eyes blurred. I enticed blinded by the light I have a blinded man from birth as a brother Spent time with him first ten years. We sat in the kitchen floor playing bongos And congas on mom’s pots and pans I have a blinded man from birth as a brother Special needs, disabled Yet instilled, still alive I wonder Is it too late to be liked a Stevie Wonder 12/5/23 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
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