Sore Eyes

Fingers touching the light, blind groping at the void
Shakes crawling at my lap, choose to wear the blindfold

Reach out, touch the unexplored, drown in obscure mist of lies
A light flickers in fathomless dark (Just) an eye echoing the light

Crippled souls juggling flares, searching for their being
As blur shadows with sore eyes is all what they have seen
At words and thoughts we stumble and trip as evading the beast
Omit from flame and grain our kind was always made

Unconscious obey and comply, blind staring at the sparkles
One eyed leading the blind, brood brindle by fear