Life Without Eyes Poem by Amos Christopherson Masereka

Life Without Eyes to glaze
Is abundant abandonnes

That in this enjoyment of things in halves
Looking and never see things engraves

This hearing of things praised but I do not see
This hearing of annoyed crowd sounds such as the bee

Your promises sweetheart that are never fulfilled
I hear your nerves smile even when my eyes are killed

My sight to install is in your strength to fall dearest
That my esteemed love for you can prove strong harvest

My nerves, blood, heart is to function
With this backrest in finding reaction

Life without Eyes to glaze
Is abundant abandonnes