Chapter Two: Reading

You sit with your eyes downcast

Reading the Word of our Lord

I trust you blindly

Even though my conscience watches.

Every particle of my being

Screams:

“Trust him. Love him.

Care not what he does with everyone’s

Open eyes.

Care only what he does for you.”

That is the love that leads the blind

For the blind relish what they see/

You sit there

Reading the Word of our Lord

And I wish that you would look up

Look into my deep, dark eyes

And read into everything I feel:

Loss, power, love, anger, jealousy

Each with their own color

Their own mask

Their own way of showing their true self

Only power embodies them all.