Blind

I am blind.

I cannot see.

Color has no bar to me.

I know niether

Black or white.

I walk in night.

Yet it seems I see mankind

More tortured than the blind.

Can it be that those who know

Sight are often doomed to woe?

Or is it that, seeing,

They never see

With the infinite eyes

Of one like me?

Langston Hughes

Can it be that those who know

Sight is often doomed to woe?

Can it be those with sight to see

Are blind to the realities of you and me?

What’s up Family …… More to come.

Peace

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