I fell from the path that was once my road <br />tumbling down the hill in a hole I rolled <br />though light remained <br />I shut my eyes and believed only darkness I gained <br />truth was hidden from my face <br />passion escaped my grace <br />oh I wondered how my freedom was a waste <br />my soul seemed to be misplaced <br />loneliness crept in like a thief at night <br />the days became impolite <br />I tried to climb but diligence was not my friend <br />hope, my dear heart started to suspend <br />eyes still shut like heaven gates to evil doers <br />sitting on the thrown like emperors <br />but minus the thrown, then just sitting <br />at this era death seemed to be fitting <br />suddenly my wisdom screamed, ''open your eyes foolish one! ' <br />my eyes flashed the steps up and on <br />back to the path I flew like a bird or a bee <br />this is my tale and you laugh at me? <br />well how many times have you fallen losing sight of the skies <br />and could not see hope or freedom? <br />well mocking one, check your true vision and open your eyes <br />and check your doubting beliefs for they are lies! <br />Open your eyes, Open your eyes<br /><br />Angelo Velasquez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/open-your-eyes-40/
