Blind
Sometimes it does well to wonder,
Or maybe just sit down to ponder,
What it'd be like if the world were blind,
Just through the eyes, but not through the mind
What if no one could really see,
What looked like you or looked like me?
Do you think then maybe it would show?
The true beauty of the world we know?
Maybe appearance wouldn't matter as much,
As opinions, ideas, thoughts and such
The things that truly do shape who we are
Whether skinny or fat, prim or scarred
We'd know by the words, the actions, the heart,
That we humans have not just the art,
Of lying, deceiving, prejudicial misleading
But of faith, of trust, of honest conceding
Maybe then history would've not been as tragic,
As to lose such hope, such beauty, such magic
Maybe then the natives, the indigenous, the slaves
Would have never been left crying in their graves
Maybe then the world could be a better place,
If eyes were not a feature of the face,
So what if everyone were really blind?
I don't think I would really mind...
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