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Iwouldn't mind being blind
If only for just a while,
While riding the train
While surfing my brain
I wouldn't mind,
If only for just a while
Not to say,
I'm not happy,
Not that I don't appreciate
Sight's great, it's a wonderfully...
Wonderful thing, sight.
On the other hand...
Being blind could be fun,
You appreciate things around you,
And you notice things around you,
In clearer sight, than any
Than HD or 3D,
I wouldn't mind, if only for a while
The people around me,
Us blessed see-ers,
We pity the sight impaired,
But have we ever thought to think,
What they, the blind, think?
The blind do not discriminate,
On race, nor your perfect face,
And true, they weep for their condition
I would too,
But maybe they should smile:
For the sunset they feel
For the smiles that they can hear
For the smell of rain on one powerfully abstract afternoon...
Perhaps, I'm mad,
Because I sometimes envy the blind.
But if you ask me,
They've got it good,
They've got the real sweet deal,
Because they can see, the wood for the trees,
They can see beyond straight light,
They can see the smiles in heaven
They can see straight through your heart.
