Blind man and the darkness

Said the darkness to the man
Who, his whole life, has been blind-
What took you so long
To face me while I was there the whole time?

But I shall not waste a moment now
To make you see all that you have only thought!
See, old friend, the world and know it is foul,
That you loved too much, too much you fought.

Songs they sang for you those shallow mouths!
What have they done? You have no count.
Look now for a deaf one they are singing out!
Fools! Beneath the reason line but over they never mount.

The land, the moon and the sun in the same sky,
Names they give would divide it you thought!
Your life, your people, your rhyme is all a lie.
But you loved too much, too much you fought.

Words that rattle in the halls of your heart,
Nothing that is real that they could define!
The movement of music went back and forth,
Gave death to a songbird slow and sublime.

See, old friend, the pain only growing gruesomely,
As they wash the wounds with an idea of time!
Fools! It only weaves it into a memory,
And still pain is here, only lost its shine.

Spoke the blind man with the shaking voice,
Which once was a feature he avidly spent-
Darkness! Oh, darkness! What have I seen!
For all that I loved and fought now I relent!

What have I had that I so gloriously walked?
Stalled my whole life in the empty corridors,
Finding comfort in the echoes of those who once talked.
The closer I went and farther the end kept pushing its door.

My life, my people, my rhyme is all a lie!
What I lost was not even there?
My heart is frozen and muse has died
Nothing is in you that gives me a scare.

Take me now away from this mistake,
End this torment, this circle of life.
Day by day my will it breaks,
Let the curtains fall on this circus of life.

Thus the darkness opened its wings!
Cold air blew and drew the blind man close,
He fell and he fell into the abyss in one swing!
He sleeps and he sleeps while falling without a pause.


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