One Eye

one eye,

one of yours is blind,

the other covered by white,

you may even not see clearly,

but others are far more worse.

walking slowly on dirty path,

your sight faded, as you gets old

your eyes get worstened,

and so are others heart and soul.

one eye,

one like me pity you so much

but none i can do to ease

your poor heart... 

one eye,

if i can speak and 

if i can understand you,

will it change

how others view?

it's time for me to go

hard for me to forget

your sweet voice, that

made me walked so slow

i'm sorry i cant do anything,

though i can see your heart is bleeding

will i ever see you again?

if i do, can i be a help? 

or will others help you to gain,

a life far good from today?

~calmal adam~

ps: i wrote this in 2009, as a dedication to One Eye...