Blind Fire
Location
The eye is not often bright
All hope for a blaze in the night
A light
To show them out of the darkness
For too long we have misrepresented our cause
The idea, the concept that we are protected by laws
Forgetting that the true hope lies in improving our flaws
Not in anyone else's
A day is passing and but one strike has taken place
In the eyes of what we call our informant - a disgrace
The same glow we were looking for, masked by a face
And yet, by a face
We blew out the same spark we had asked for