A Blind Man’s Endeavor
Saima Jamal
Feelings where my eyes should be:
beauty measured in the head.
Half of living isn't seeing—
blindness won't be my ailment anymore.
Beauty measured in the head,
pain and suffering long forgotten.
Blindness won't be my ailment anymore—
truth pulls me to the light.
Pain and suffering long forgotten;
knowledge replacing what is lost.
Truth pulls me to the light;
God's helping me as I go.
Knowledge replacing what is lost,
making sure that truth is the map.