Here we are, our blind selves
     praying to our blind god.
You, blinded by the world
Amidst media flashes and spots of lights
     articles shows news briefs pieces of you
     eat at you
     eat
     something you valiantly refuse to do
     is this your way of showing yourself?
And why does everything always fall back to this?
Me, moseying in my blind way
     along my blind alley
Eyes withered shut.
     (denial)
Hands pushed out to defend - against what?
     (defiance)
Ears closed to the world
     (deterioration)
     deterioration of a wholeness
I once thought
     was there
Your helplessness
My selfishness
Where are we now?
     where?
our god is blind