A World Without Sight

A World Without Sight

A world without sight
A world without sound,
What type of world
Have we found?

We’ve shut our eyes
And closed our ears
And we’ve blocked the sight
Of other people’s tears.

We’ve become blind
To those suffering,
Yet there’s hope to the world
Your life can bring.

For those that are hurting
And those that are in need,
You can live a life,
A life poured out.

Greg Butz
02-05-08

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I started this poem as I was sitting at Oliver's Super Sandwhiches one evening, waiting for my meal. I was just seeing all the lights, the sounds of those walking through the mall and I began to wonder what it would be like to not have these senses. As I began reflecting, a strange idea occured to me -- it seems that we are overly saturated with all of these things that we truly do become blind and tone deaf to what is happing around us. We miss those in need, just a few feet in front of us.