The Blind Can See Poem by Ron Schmidt

Justifiably wrong whines John,
I just can't catch a break,
you say I'm sarcastic, controlling,
plastic. I'm telling you your wrong.

What can I say your just the same.
Illfitted, tempted, compacted
Those are just words you say,
They are meaningless.

Unless you put them down on paper,
then they are like carved in stone
for everyone to see,
how meaningless you can really be.

So open up your mind,
discover what's inside, to see, feel and hear
it burns me up to find, The words I write
are indeed meaningless,
to the blind,
unless there carved in stone.