Surrounded By Light Poem by David Knox

Wow..its bright, but your star isn; t here
is this actually light my dear?
i can see the light on the walls
it is really there? but I'm the one who falls
I fall, and wonder how did I miss a step
in broad daylight I see I have become inept?
inept, at almost everything one can be inept with
is this really light?
could this assumption be right?
could my eyes be blinded and could i no longer have true sight?
could i be back in my glass prison locked and tight
how...who...can get me out?
there are two and only two
only tow take such a bout
and one of them is you...