Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2014
In this way the dross is removed
No one knows yet exactly what they are
This does not mean
that certain human kinds are real
while others are not.
The world I am talking about
has been created
to reflect
each person’s deepest image
of themselves.

One spring morning three years ago,
sensing that his sight had been restored,
he emerged into the light of day.
Meagan Moore
Written by
Meagan Moore
788
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems