They sat by the sidewalk
Their eyes made of steel
Lack of vision
Labelled impaired
Every evening
I pass by at five
I watch them sing
A twinkle in those pair of eyes
As they smile
The little boy
Apple of their eye
Jumps with joy
Not a note missed
A duet performed
The lyrics followed
On the smart phone
A vision for the wise
Lacking in the eyes
The creator’s flaw
Undeterred
Every evening at five
They play live