Visionary

Perpetually seeking clarity
Through the lenses of distortion,
Perception dependent on 2mm of gratuitous glass.

Obscured fallacies have been
Rendered obsolete through optical illusions,
As light is concealed from the corneas of my mind.

Flawed focus is forced onto an imprecise existence;
To examine a series of blurred lines…
…and fuzzy notions

Society’s observations and stigmatas
Are framed by the duality of bifocals
As they watch the spectacle of life unfold.

“Four Eyes” hide behind the transparent barrier until…
Images fracture into a million fragments -
Freeing the windows to my soul.

Eyes wide open… Are blind to the truth… So…

I squeeze them tight
And hope for a glimpse of the future:
So that I may hear the truth –

Plain sight thus gifted to me through their sacrifice.