If all is black for me

            then why can you see?

The way to go is true

            for someone as strong as you.

If I can’t hear the sounds

            of time as it moves ’round,

Then how can you tell

            what time as we ring the bell?

All is black for me,

            for only the wise can see.

Not fools who cringe with fear

            with the passing of another year.

Not souls who search for light,

            and are borne into the night.

Not hearts that doubt always

            and cease to love through the days.

Yes, never the blind, nor pitiless

            shall see,

Only the ones who understand

            and try to help another,

Only the ones who see

            all men as their native brothers.

Just these few shall really see,

But not the many as

            thoughtless as me.

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