Blinded Or Deaf
An uncomfortable silence is the unheard sound.
As nothing but black space is all thats gathered around.
With only the color black as my vision,
and the uncomfortable sound,of silence,I try to make a decision.
But blinded by the light, or deaf without sight,
I sit here undecisively waiting for the sound of daylight.
Tonya Turner
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