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Blindness


Sight, too me

Is one of the most important senses

I'ts what gives all our other senses a subject

Those blind men

Are some i feel truly sorry for

Literal blind men...

Because there are blind men who, aren't really blind

Yet they can't see

They walk around

Undeserving of the gifts God has granted them,

Which is why I feel sorrow for those

Who gained blindness by an accident, or by birth

Because they weren't given a chance to truly appreciate the gift of sight

And to appreciate the most beautiful part of this world

Seeing someone you care for,

Smile

 

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