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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The blind leading the blind, what is seen is how its heard the thoughts that make the story are lost behind the words do you see it as you view it, or take a deeper look do you read into the narrative or judge the cover of the book Is the figure cold and dirty, the shell of what he's made or the unforgiven soul, that is waiting to be saved does that body clad so poorly hold more than what is shown or just another mannequin, that has reaped just what was sown Did you spare a dollar this morning or was your vision blind or was that lonesome beggar just in the shadows of your mind you see that youth with his hooded clothes and jeans hung round his waist could he be a high school scholar or does his style not suit your taste That girl there, with the pushchair, yes she has a name does she love the child she carried, or did she play a foolish game And that solemn face behind the bars,the prisoner to his crime Or the broken life held captive and the victim of a lie That woman in the wheelchair, animated by expression does she really have no hopes and dreams or are you too deaf to listen that classy car, the modest tie, the briefcase at his side is there a dark deceitful truth, buried deep beneath his pride no life ahead with a dead end job, shoveling gruel from a grease filled tray or the maturing child of a broken home, paying bills 'mum' couldn't pay two babies need to find new homes, is it proof she couldn't cope or could she not make the perfect life so instead she gave them hope So they live on a rough estate, they're deviant thieving 'yobs' and see their buttoned shirts and ties, they're private school 'snobs' do you just see flecks of peeling paint, view this canvas as a whole or define each stroke of the artists brush that reach right to the soul If opportunity played a fairer game and made judgement realise then possibility could do its part, allow wisdom to remove disguise yet with judgement passed and truth unseen, realisation is unable to protect our children and ourselves 'living under the weight of a label'
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