Here is to you: the blind.
Unable to see the world
for what we truly are.
Shame, Guilt, Death, Sin–
the second hand smoke from society’s cigar.

Here is to you: the blind.
Your qualities ever so great––
personality before appearances.
Shame, Guilt, Death, Sin––
in your opinion, will have no interference.

Here is to you: the blind.
Burdened by this limitation,
you are never impacted from society.
Shame, Guilt, Death, Sin–
Arising no anxiety.

Here is to you: the blind
Who if we the people
Were you.
Our Shame, Guilt, Death, Sin––
Would bid us adieu.

Here’s to you: the blind
Making this world a better place,
You spread the emotions you show best––
Peace, Joy, Compassion, Endurance––
And leave this world feeling blessed.