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