Isn't It A Pity
For Constance Delaney
Once a blind man, all there was to life was me
Now that the light has reached my life,
I now have eyes to see.
What I see makes the sadness in my heart
ever rise. All the people, how they hate and despise,
Now the love I never had to share has turned
to feelings of hurt I cannot bear.
Try to make them understand, there piercing laughter
fills the air.
Once a blind man, all there was to life was me,
Now the light has reached my life,
I now have eyes to see.
What I see is people living for themselves,
With no concern for anyone else.
I'd like to make them feel my shames,
but life must pass in its own way,
my love will hold in its own day.
P. J. Campise
