They have words yet rarely make amends,
They suffer more and yet never bend,
They smile and laugh through hard times without end.
They torture and twist the greatly abused,
The reckless and the ones in the news,
They know that what they do is plain wrong,
But I have hope that we will remain strong.
As a friend, I believe in my brothers and sisters,
I know that they are part of the big picture.
I hope for the future of us to be long,
We never know our last song,
So I will do whatever I can,
To help everyone with hardships, the damned.
I know the future lies in our hands,
So how we shape it is in your plans,
What I will do is to write my rhymes,
To inspire others to share their dimes
To try and help the world once again,
I am the blind one who knows he doesn't hope in vain.
The blind one :)