"Slightly Sighted"
I can look but I can't see.
When I can see, I really don't always find what I'm truly looking for.
I can't talk but I can hear.
I don't walk in fear.
It's not even clear what I'm doing here.
There and nowhere at all.
Is the world trying to stall.
Or am I headed for a fall?
Life's like a magic wall.
Where nobody can stand that tall.
A very short man.
A poor loser's sportsman.
A misguided fan of man.
Never pays his dues.
It gives him the blues.
Watches the news on his television.
It makes the future's decision.
It's a precision's division revision.
By Jonathan Billet 09.16.2014
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