Blind Eye

Look away, Look away, That I may not see the hunger, the stricken, the pain; I would much rather stay In my world Having every thing I could ever want -- But always wanting more. Where my problems are long waits, slow laptops, bad tastes, no reception. May my eye be blind to those outside my troubled door, Who might say I live as a king, The hungry, the stricken, But if I do not see, I do not know, I never feel their pain - never feel guilt - But am content to stay alone in my world.