EleCivil Posted September 9, 2013 Report Share Posted September 9, 2013 [Tunnel Vision] I’ve rattled sabers with rail yard bulls Shared whiskey with strangers and knuckles with fools. Share knowledge when I’m paid Seek more when I’m broke, And we’ve shared words every way, Even when I never spoke. I’m watching, I’m searching, But my ears are often dulled And if we’ve shared our voices, Who can say if I’ll recall? While Detroit winter froze, I met a writer and an artist Who spend their days in factories And nights creating flawless Works of beauty never shared Outside the walls of their apartment, Now reduced to names and numbers In a locked car’s glove compartment. The tragedy is that I’ll miss A thousand more connections When I put my blinders up Across a thousand intersections. But I’ve come to know the truth In what I heard when I was young: Adventure’s not an end, You’ll never get there if you run. Born brilliant with naiveté Your ignorance is earned When you look to someone and say: “From you, there’s nothing I can learn.” Quote Link to comment
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