Thursday, October 11, 2012


Helen Kellers in life
trying to decipher the code
from inside the egg
there is a blind crowd out there
who does not speak
who does not hear the vain peep
the voice crying in the wilderness
Don't I make myself clear?
Or are you ignoring what I say?
When you ignore, you annihilate
and I no longer exist
Don't lock me in the dark closet
yes, I beg
the instrument to make us see
is in your hands
it's like what a mother said
you must be kind, listen
What happened to kindness?
Do not step with dirty feet
on the sacrate ground of others ideas
Helen Keller still in the dark
waiting on the password to be