Apr 02, 2010 02:27
Leading the Blind
This complex world
I brought you to
Taxing, tiring
Confusing, I know
I'll try hard to help
Poorly equipped
The lot of us
Slipping, tripping
No answers have I
But knowledge of falls
You are unsure
And here I am
Decades ahead
Answering questions
I'm asking myself
I've led the way
Taken the blows
Made the mistakes
So that my hard scars
Would teach you somehow
poetry,
muse