I was in town
When a busker
Gave the blind guy
A go on his keyboard.
He made sure he was seated
The right way round
Then wandered off
To get a coffee.
When he returned
To check on him
He saw people staring
But he was fine.
So he went
For a sandwich
And when he came back
He pushed to the front
Of the crowd.
The music was good
No, it was not good
It was an outpouring
Of love and joy
From some other universe.
I didn't recognize
A single tune or song
Or chord structure
Or riff,
Where did he get
All this stuff from?
And the people looked
At each other
And silently mouthed
The same three words,
Oh my God.