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 The Blindness Of
Visions kept of past and present
Unseen by eyes yet in our presence
Were lived and heard and felt today
In park we sit where children play

Innocence of voices heard
Blindness mine would be disturbed
Of what was once and what is now
Inside of mind that still asks how

How could a father neglect a son
His only child, would know no one
Where childhood years he would neglect
Imperfect boy also reject

Ashamed of us whats comes to mind
How could parent be so unkind
Yet live he did without showing
His love, the world to me then growing

Tears fill eyes behind glasses
Dark shades hide them as someone passes
They ask if they can sit by me
The me that once no one would see

Welcome I do as if we're stranded
Upon this bench someone has landed
To share their thoughts with this no one
On Park bench warmed by unseen Sun

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