Blind

In the dark
I can see through a man’s mind.

In the light
I can decide whether he is blind.

I once loved a man
whose clouded sky blue eyes
were covered with shades.
He was colorblind.

I found him one day
Staring at the sun, crying
he said he could finally see.
He was flooded with insight.

Those who go blind
Darken with life
Hope is the light,
the self-restoration of sight.
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