Blind Guides Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello

There were two blind men who were walking down a street,
The first blind man said to the other, 'I'll lead you, follow me'
While the second shook his head, 'No, halfway we meet-
You lead me the first street, the second, it'll be me.'

So with walking sticks both blind men plodded on
Together hand in hand, albeit quite slowly,
Then soon a building wall they chanced upon
Each man groped around, finding its identity.

The first blind man said, 'I think it's an elephant
Let us try move it and push it to the side'
But the second man said 'Its a ship that is vacant
Maybe washed here by a big raging tide.'

Predictably both blind men had a discussion,
One tried to push while the other pulled the 'thing'
Both were so definite in their identification
Of the obstacle that had blocked their walking.

'Now listen my dear friend to my clear logic, '
The first blind man said as he started to frown,
'This elephant may have fainted here because it is sick.'
While the second man said, 'It's a ship broken down.'

So they both moved on with the second man ahead,
As a big ten-wheeler truck came by speeding.
It hit the second blind man who was instantly dead,
The first blind man said, 'Did you hear that lion roaring? '









'When the blind lead the blind, both will surely reach their destination: disaster.'

Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 19,2010
Philippines