the blind is
much better than
you
you read letters
which you do not
understand
your eyes are wide
open and yet
you do not see
the blind has only
dots and yet
they can retell the
story
the blind has only
darkness within
yet they have seen
the colors of my feelings
you have no use of your
eyes
and yet you take pride
in them?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem