Moral Blindness Poem by ashok jadhav

We walk with open eyes yet fail to see
The truths that flicker plainly in the light;
Our hearts, once clear, grow veiled by certainty,
And wrong wears masks that mimic what is right.
We name our wants as law, our fears as creed,
And bend the world to justify our claim;
The quiet cry of conscience goes unheeded,
Drowned by the drum of profit, pride, and fame.
Thus step by step we learn to look away
As suffering becomes a common sight;
What once appalled us fades to shades of grey,
Till night feels normal, dressed as moral night.
O sightless soul, let humility restore
The vision lost—truth waits beyond the door.