The Loss of Vision
This is to all of you who have two good eyes to see.
Most of you don’t know what has been happening to me.
My vision has been experiencing steady declining.
Objects have become more difficult in defining.
One takes for granted every visualization,
denying possibilities of an occasion
when the total loss of sight becomes realization.
One day, I may not be able to see the day’s light
I may be entrapped in constant, perpetual night.
This is what happens when one loses the sense of sight.
This is a situation that can render great fright.
Sight is of the five senses, of greatest importance.
Without it, one does not truly have independence.
It forces one to be dependent on other’s aid
This scenario is enough to make one afraid.
It makes one vulnerable to others in the field.
In crossing the street when alone, their fate can be sealed.
Another tax deduction comes for deprivation.
However, no one considers that compensation.
One can’t always make an independent decision.
Everyday life is more difficult without vision.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2011
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