Blind

I am a body.

I have hair and skin.

I have height and mass and volume.

You see this.

 

I am a person.

I have loves and hates.

I have fears and hopes and memories.

Do you see this?

 

I am not a body.

I have more value than a pair of hands.

I have more depth than the color of my eyes.

I see this.

 

I am not a person.

I have been judged for my body.

I have been labeled for my personality.

And now that is what I see.

Comments

KingETL

nice

Howard18

This is odd...my poem SIGHT is gone?  BLIND has replaced it, can someone make the connection?

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