The Sightless Are Not Blind
At times a distant rumble rattles things
a voice within a hidden cavern pit
of darkness and loneliness it sings
reverberations punishment it brings
for I am he who left that voice to die
fearful of the truths it spoke to me
denied the tortured tears I now must cry
for neither of us now can e’er be free.
I sought the soothing voice, the healing balm
of whispered words that caused nobody harm
yet found that warmth could be forever cold
leave you with a blanket you can’t hold
yet shivering I curse that rattled hymn
sad lonely song of me I left behind
while wandering through caves so long and dim
I’ve come to know the sightless are not blind.
I beg, if you should hear this troubled drone
you sit and let it seep into the id
while there is hope that it may lead you home
to find you are the voice that never hid.
©11/18/2021
Soul Poetry Contest
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2021
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