BLURRY

I am blurred with vision! I see in a fog
Hence! I see so clearly with my insight
The new day is born! I am out of REM
I see blurry pumpkins before me
The ghost I look at , I ponder
A sheet of white! I see this as sight
I wonder as I stare at the window pane
Memories all lingering through my mind
The past coming up, Just what will I find
Voila ! I open my eyes wide as can be
And the pain on my face as to what I see
A world of envy! A world of hate!
As I face what God did create
I emphasize the beauty in my eyes
As I still ponder those beautiful skies
And I see the rose also in my mind
The meaning of love in its thorn
Now in the ground , in the garden
And I bless the new day born.