The Greatest Gift Poem by Richard Hinz

The Greatest Gift



The greatest gift
Is to help the blind
To see
Spit on my hands
Earth and water
Do you see
Crumbling walls
Structures failing
Beneath thee
The tune and the song
The beat was given
You know
So stumble
Blinded by light
That is failing
Poor little children
Lost in dreaming
Angels gathering
Harvest what is good
All else
Failing

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Captain Cur 07 July 2012

Short line bursts with a strong message long on meaning. Great poem!

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