You wouldn’t understand us <br />As we see things in a different light <br />Which is no light <br />Dogs, cats, car, bus <br />Our powerful mechanisms of sight <br /> <br />All but hide away <br />In a dastardly guise <br />Come on out, no excuse <br />I begged <br />But not even a sway <br /> <br />And what could I have done <br />Those beautiful sights <br />Stolen under, no above my nose <br />I, not even putting up a fight <br />As I see an image froze <br /> <br />That evil ghoul! <br />Curses and swears <br />A beaten expression I wear <br />What folly, oh what fouls <br />Have I done in a previous life <br /> <br />Maybe I am cruel <br />Gouge some eyeballs <br />Or deprive others of their daily gruel <br />These sounds all <br />Oh all too befitting of Satan, only <br /> <br />If ever <br />Light is bestowed upon my peekholes <br />Even in doles <br />Strong will be the brunt energy and never <br />Will I get to enjoy sight, returning status quo <br /> <br />Ha! But what thoughts those are <br />A punishment in disguise <br />Concealed in happy lies <br />Honour me? I am honoured <br />Dreams so far <br /> <br />My life in negative light <br />My world in no light <br />He who could not see <br />He who’s me <br />With a vision’s tight<br /><br />Vance Creston<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-who-could-not-see/
