Blind - 27 Mar 2004
I hear assaults in the dark
By the blind looking for the truth
I want to shout "I know the way"
Though I know what they will say
There is no Truth there is no Light
In my mind I want to fight
I see a path I can take
Slow and long is the course
With grace and patience
Life in order
Through example I can lead
Without greed or ambition
I go to complete this mission
I want this to be my calling
To shout in the dark
But I go where I am led
The family doesn't lead the head
What was I thinking
I wrote this while traveling on a bus with some people. This whole
thing is supposed to be
a poem but it is really just a spewing of my own ego.
While there is some truth in what I have said, this never really felt
right to me and I now know
why that is. This isn't really how I feel, this is a chest thumping I
know the right way and you
don't kind-of-thing.
I wasn't going to put this up originally but I felt that I should for a
few reasons.
The first is that my ego requires a little deflating once in a while, I
don't need to think that
I am superior to anyone.
Secondly is that I don't want to appear as some spritual guru with wise
words that don't mean
anything.
Perhapse this is the second point and that was the third but when I
force myself to write
it doesn't turn out well. I have only destroyed one poem that I have
written and that was
actually started on the same bus ride as this one. I knew without a
doubt that it was fake
I kinda tricked myself with this one and that is why it is here.
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