The only thing blind eyes can see
The only sound deaf ears can hear
The only word mute lips can utter
The only thing dull minds can understand
The only touch the fading paralyzed can feel.
The only race the crippled would run and win.
The only kind of hard work the lazy would not stop to do.
That fantasy within which reality is fiction
That understanding with which darkness joins hands with lights
And march together like longtime friends.
That divine air, circulating within the lungs of any man
Believes they would never stop breathing
Even amidst flying bullets and thundering bombs
That route once you journey it becomes impossible to return
And if it happens, know you've been somewhere else
Not in that route.
Likened to that new hatched chick
Which, as it breaks the egg shell
Would never go back inside…
The inspiration behind this poem in this poet!
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