Living In the Dark
When the lights go out.
When the lights go out, desperation creeps in
Where am I, where am I going, where have I been?
When the lights go out, disorientation steps in
confidence wanes, confusion takes over it's victim.
In the pitch black darkness, depression sets in
knowing lights are off forever, future looking dim.
Living in the dark, is not easy, but the blind live this way
seeing the dark side of life, their normal is our blackest day.
For those with sight, we enjoy the beautiful colours in daylight
but the blind see no colour, only darkness of the night.
They need our compassion, they feel lost, feel lonely and scared
forsaken by the world, abandoned by friends, like no-one cares.
Next time the lights go out on you, and it happens unexpectedly
imagine how you would feel, living in the darkness permanently.
John Derek Hamilton
December 23,2015
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