accompanied my father to a massage center i saw these people wearing orange shirts some are looking down, some left, some right i didn't have the idea, i didn't know
how much is this it's fifty
that moment i knew, i saw, i heard, i felt that these people have the darkest days of their lives that there are black blankets covering their eyes they are blind men, i leaned down, i prayed
two kids ran inside the center daddy do you want to eat? no son, i still need to work here but daddy you're not yet eating since 12 pm i have to work son, go get your mother
i don't know what to feel perhaps these kids are just six or eight they are so young, yet so brave i don't know what to feel, it's just sad
at that moment i realized that within these two eyes i am lucky i am blessed we are blessed
we see the sun rise and set we see how the clouds look like and how they move we see the birds fly high, we see the colors around us but some don't appreciate it
at that moment i realized i realized that i was more blind than them because i never saw the beauty of appreciation i never knew that i have more than black blankets than them
because i was blind because we were blind
*b.a
in courtesy of the blind men. by the way, your feedback are appreciated!