Blinded Poem by Miranda Lucas

Blinded

Rating: 4.0


Amber skies, all that I see.
Of course you've tried to show me, other things of beauty.

But I feel so blinded.

By city streets, and children's screams.
By bright lights, and weeping trees.
By human wants, and deadly sin.
By lemon seeds, and my own skin.
By holidays, and your sickening ways.

Open my eyes, to other things of beauty.

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Justice Bernard Brown 11 January 2012

this is a very good poem.. best one i've read so far

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