The Man Who Could Not See

The man who could not see
He had perfect vision
He lived his life totally blind

The man who could not see
He grumbled at the rain, the snow, and the cold
When the sun came out, and the ice began to flee
The man did not smile, he did not go outdoors
The man complained because the wind was too sturdy

The man who could not see
He wanted a better life
He wanted a better wife
He gaped and gawed at beautiful women all day long
He wanted them to gape and gawk at him
But that foolish man, he could not see
The beauty and value of the woman he went home to every night
The best woman for him in the world
The woman who thought the world of him

The man who could not see
He dreamed of success, power, and fame
He dreamed of the jealousy of his peers
He did not know why his life just stayed the same
But he continued to daydream and cracked another beer

That poor man who could not see
He only looked at what he did not have
He wondered why his life felt empty
While he fixated on the non-existent
He assumed the world desired only the possessions and qualities
In which he did not possess or qualify

The man who could not see
He had perfect vision
He lived his life totally blind

 

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bendcharles

A schemer and a dreamer. I'm a #Métis author located in Saskatchewan who writes short stories, poetry, book reviews, and jokes.

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