Blinded By Life And Praying To Truly See Hold that thought, the world desperately needs you not just your skin your deeper schemes nor love that hath quietly fled your stealthy grasp This loss, this aching scrapes the brittle bones tears apart your soul seeps into your midnight bed breaks your feet swallows your vanity and then vomits bricks of aspirations to be not a fool but race horses and fly kites remember nobody forgives you for your running away to the circus and watching all the clowns eye to eye finally able to see true life once more. Robert J. Lindley, free verse 8-07-2023