Lack of Sight

Lack of sight,
You should be her knight,
Out peddling wood,
Oh, if I could,
Take your place,
Sense, you have not a trace

I don't understand,
How anyone in this land
Could be so blind,
Takes the stupid kind,

I guess a chance for me,
To atone you see,
For I was once as dumb,
As you seem to have become.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace