Here lies a man,
sleeping sound in a bed
in his hospital gown
with much gauze on his head.

He lost his eyes, just three hours before.
He lost his eyes, now he can't see the floor.
He lost his eyes, but by golly he won.
He lost his eyes, when he stared at the sun.  

Here lies a man.
He is blind, but he speaks.
He says, "I might not have eyes,
but I've two hands and two feet,
and I might not have eyes,
but I surely can see,
for I've lifted my pride
and I've bested the beast."  

"But what good," said his nurse,
"is a man with no eyes,
with no sight and no vision,
just two sockets of white?"

So, he bested again,
when he riddled her mind
and said "What good is that mouth,
if you can't open your eyes?"