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    Teacher of the Blind

    I'm not a saint – could you not tell?
    I'm generally doing well
    Avoiding judging you out loud –
    While in my head – of judgement proud.

    With devil walking hand in hand
    I cannot help but to pretend
    That what I know is better taught
    Yet my own teacher chaos wrought!

    He whispers, hissing in my ear:
    "Come here my son, and have no fear,
    I'll show you wonders of the world
    And you'll perceive as you are told".

    Being blind, I see but through his eyes
    And can be sure of only lies,
    I am convinced something's not right –
    How could your love escape my sight?


  • #2
    Yep.

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    • #3
      I like this particularly the last line

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      • AnatoliyS
        AnatoliyS commented
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        Thank you, I appreciate your comment! Anytime I am unaware of your true nature – which is love – I am listening to the wrong teacher.
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