He rammed his basket
Into the busy isle
Customers looking on
Clearing a path for the angry mile
...blind as a bat
Her face was withered
Hardened by life's trials
Raging with sharp, cutting words
Projectile vomit burning in bile
...missing the target
They line up outside the windows
With signs blazing with cause
Innocent souls passing by
Bombarded in the wrath of pause
...aware, unwilling to change
Worlds looking on the surface
Telling inhabitants how things should be
Believing enlightened consciousness
Is superior to being able to SEE
...WISDOM as necessary
...ahhh...yes, the blind can't see
Written by Trudy Schrader on 09-05-2026
there once was a man named Clark
who was blind as a bat in the dark
one night he went outside to pee
leaned up against a tree
and failed to leave his mark
Hey, guess what I discovered. It's really a gas,
the most extraordinary kind of magical glass.
I gazed at it this morning, and what did I see,
but the funniest guy, who looked nothing like me.
With bags under his eyes, and in need of a shave,
this guy didn't seem to know how to behave.
When I approached closely to get a better view,
we painfully collided, and then I came to.
What a knucklehead, is all I have to say.
When I backed off, that chicken went the other way.
That glorified bozo matched my every move.
He must've been trying to get into my groove.
I've carefully studied the strange beasts' comportment.
He's somewhat limited in the brains department.
I try to be friendly. I try to be affable,
to the creature who is eminently laughable,
but his opinions are closed up. He's blind as a bat.
Too bad he lacks my perception to know where it's at.
Hey, it comes with instructions. I'll have to review:
"look into this glass and you will see the real you."
You claim I am equal to you, and you to me
Are you blind as a bat? Can't you see?
You're a man from your head to your toe
I'm a girl, now a woman, from the very get-go
A man's muscles ripple under your clothes
Even you suspect what every sane person knows
It will never be fair, just because you think you're female
that we non-trans women athletes are left to fail
Failure fault and foresight
Everything I can't forget
Anxious days and sleepless nights
Everything that I regret
I've forced myself degenerated
Through relentless stinging wind
From angst and guilt
To acceptance and hope - the gap I must transcend
What kept me there
In pits of dispair
It comes as no surprise
I'll be blind as a bat
Bathing in black
Until I open my eyes
Excuse me; I can't hear you
My batteries must be flat
I am not sure I have my hearing aid in
As I am as blind as a bat
What did you say? Feel
Feel? that won't do any good
I would have done that in the first place.
If I felt I could.
Could you repeat what you were saying?
I still can't hear.
Please speak up and make it clear.
Any deaf person would have heard the caller shout,
With my mouth wide open, I tried to work it out,
I screamed back; what did you say I've done?
Madam, you have won the lottery, a tidy sum.
I was speechless, struck dumb.
Blind as a bat they used to say as she rode her bike this way and that. I did
Love her thick coke bottle glasses and the way she hunched her back when she
Incited to drive down a one lane street with her head up and her eyes fixed.
No one could have guessed that she was really biking it by memory, as they
Drove by her, they would honk and say " get out of the street" ....
A lady with very little money, five children and a knapsack full of apples for
Snacks. She would drive to school at recess and dole out the fruit to her kids.
Annabelle Kor was her name and she was my mother, this I say with pride.
Born a survivor, who had survived the Jewish camps , she knew how to live free
Answer to none but God, she would tell us as they sent her strange looks
Truth be told I wouldn't have wanted any other mother, she was my hero...
August 11 2022
Why do you still chat
With that Common Rats?
As blind as A Bat;
A Gathering Fat?
Yes, I’m dead upset
And for Bad Fight set.
Would for A Gossip
Who lets his lips slip
Where had Poor Chloe stashed
The money she cashed
That could widen eyes
And trigger Wish Cries…
I know A Callow:
At theft who’s shallow;
The idea A Brow
Would never allow.
Must see an optometrist next week
Not saying I'm blind as a bat, but bats see better
The tiny type on TV... forget it
Don't know why they bother
Might as well be greek as far as I'm concerned
Oh for the days of my youth
When type didn't have to be billboard size
Such happy days they were
When stop signs were even difficult to read
How about that!!!
Almost hit half a dozen old people in one day
Started to record them... tried to set a new record daily
There must be something to alleviate the problem
OH GLASSES... RIGHT!
Forgot about them! Even Ray Charles wore them
And the success he enjoyed
Can you imagine bats wearing glasses
Optometrist would be flooding the workplace
So nuff said... going out to buy a better pair!
Pinocchio found a girl
She put his heart in a whirl
He met her near a wishing well
His love of her he must tell
The trouble was she wasn't real
He could relate to her ordeal
She was carved, as was he
He blurted "Wood you marry me?"
But deaf and mute, blind as a bat
She answered not, and that was that
I shudder to think of Mr. Magoo
He got himself in an awful stew
Blind as a bat,
Fell in a vat
Sadly, it was a cauldron of glue.
written October 6, 2021
My auntie her first name is Beryl
Put other road users in peril
She mounted the sidewalk
The pedestrians squawk
and report her to Sherriff Merrill
The Sherriff puts her under arrest
as Beryl says she tried her best
But before Beryl kills
With her dire driving skills
He insisted she retakes her test
The examiner discovered that
Aunt Beryl is as blind as a bat
So it made perfect sense
To decline her licence
I’m as pleased as a Cheshire cat!
08/10/21
when we have this, we then want that
begging for more, passing the hat
stagnating in this earth life dream
bemused by illusions that stream
dead man walking, blind as a bat
19-July-2021
Being Human
Blind as a bat, some humans can be
Energies are lost somewhere along the way
Initially our ideals are not being so true
Nor do most human beings are forthright
Giving in to any evil temptations
Honesty should be our richest goal in life
Underestimating our own self worth
Makes our life seem fragile to others
An estimation of our self esteem
Novelty is ours to hold and reach out and teach
God's Golden Rule.
04/05/2017
Welcome to the f*** it bucket
With digital pigs
Slopping thru the binary trough
Choking it all down with a cough
Yum yum yum
How boring and glum
Safe and easy to be dumb
Can’t be mad If you don’t know s***
Just be a good lil slave, shut up and sit
Your so cute the way you think your free
Instead of an obedient slave to me
Remember the apple in Eden?
One bite and we all got screwed
Remember Apple?
The digital master who takes a byte outta you? and were still screwed
I offer you my electronic leash
Program, brainwash and command me, Capiche?
Don’t fight it luv, just obey my lil dove
And know deep in your heart my kindness for you is not from above
Quite the contrary, my lil dingle berry
Your submission is quite scary
Easier than first thought and much cheaper to be bought
Tunnel vision twits sucking that screen of colored bits
You worthless Apple cart whore blind as a bat and looking for more
Insatiable in your thirst your weakness is the worst
So, here it is simply…. your cursed
Immersed and won’t disperse so, I invite you
To the first line in this verse
Eric (and sometimes not)
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