LIKE A BLIND MAN

I am not afraid.

For like a blind man,

Who has never seen the size of his Penis-

Yet cherishes it,

For at least he has something hanging

That makes him feel proud-

For surely, he would not be left out,

When counting men;

You make me proud, 
You complete me as a man, and

I am not ashamed to have you!

So as a parrot on his first speech lessons,

I shall utter your name in every breathe-

For as a man who is blind

Makes known his plight;

I am not afraid to broadcast us

For as fresh air,

I need you on every breathe.

I am not afraid!

Like a man who is blind

Begging for arms;

I will always sing and shout your name out

With an undying confidence

For like a blind man, I am not afraid.

As a blind man sings of his plight with hopes…

I am not afraid of the rage, hatred, jealousy,

And the scorning sights of those with sight.

I care not much of how much,

Or how less my begging pan is filled-

I am content with it content;

I love you just as you are,

And care less of what the Sayers may say.

I am not afraid!

Like a blind man stands alone

 With his bowl in his hands

I am not afraid to stand alone

With you in the midst of people

With your hands in mine.

---Fampah Coyish---

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2015