Blind Side

Able to see with their eyes open

Clear as the pure water flows

An ability to sight things

Seeing things in any sides...

Wonderful creation but done in wrong doings

Able to see but only looks on what was nice

Clear as a crystal but dark as a coal

Blinded by what was it surrounds...

Able to see the good side

But never see the bad side

That makes an eye blinded from the truth

Truth that burden it surroundings...

Deeply wounded by not giving any attention

Ignoring as if nothing seems to worry

But no one knows something is rotten

Worst than what they know...

Hidden beyond the eyes from the top

There was a some places suffers enough

Living helpless beyond no ones attention

Struggling to live as much as they could...

Still from the top even they seeing things

They would keep their eyes shut

That makes them blind

Enough to be called slayers of the truth!

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Jr.

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