I must be blinded! Not physically but mentally <br />as I look upon my ex-lover, memories <br />appear like dreams, showing our love as a whole, <br />the choices I made, the sacrifices that alter my life <br />and also myself as a person but when my common sense <br />open its eyes. I realize that she only love me for my reputation <br />as a true lover...in bed! I felt like the suffering blacks inside the ships <br />through the great passage <br />my best friend who I trusted, like by the crowd, <br />living the good life, going to parties, clubs and more <br />something I always wanted to have but next day <br />blood spread on the corner of the school grounds <br />screams echoed through the streets <br />but the air still hard to breathe <br />it like toxic of the gas chamber <br />my body dies from within and suffers, <br />my mind rots, kills and stop all thinking <br />who can I can fall upon, who can I depend on <br />my church tells that he gives and takes but <br />to me it like he only takes instead of gives <br />maybe I'm not faithful enough <br />or just too many beliefs about god not being real <br />if heaven was a mile I would walk every step to god <br />and tell him to prove them wrong, make yourself known <br />so is my sight of life is really blind... <br />well maybe because the dirt thrown in our eyes <br />as we get buried by discrimination, racism, <br />and our develop sense of ignorance on one another <br />when will it stop...my blindness getting to me! <br />maybe by the lack of luck and happiness that <br />made me truly blind <br />if I'm blind let it be if this my fate <br />let it be dark, away from the seeing of other <br />people who are suffering, killing and robbing <br />but yet without my sight, I'm not a poet and <br />that's what when Langston question comes <br />to mind... is this a dream deferred? <br />my answer...yes.<br /><br />Compton Wright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-blinded-thoughts/
