Man Of Vision Poem by Ifeoluwa Philips

#Man_of_vision_never_dies_of_tension.

blur sight
like the seeing of an owl in the light
makes mind disorder
sometimes, makes eyes shield withal
having a bamboo of mind
strong but easy to set ablaze
big mind
never set for little but high array
when a man of vision
dies of tension
how will the dead of a blur sight be
it will comes like a waves in the ocean
it will rolls like a vapor in the wind
the dead shall be of shame
for the blind
will dies of honor
than the man of blur vision
man of vision
moves like a staff
pointing to north
hitting the high
he will hears no sound
he will turns not his back
his mind will be cell
to the place of his goal
he will bye his ego
letting go of noises
never hear the voices of birds
he will bypass the rules of world
using his nose breath to create his own world
he will be strong like a blind wind
blowing without been hold...