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Writer's pictureClint Haugen

Two Blind Eyes

These songs they sing

The things they preach

The lessons they teach

The lies they speak

The riddles they lay

Day after day

Year after year

Fear for fear

Tear for tear

It goes so deep

It goes into the bones

And hides behind the eyes

To think freely

Is rare these days

These thoughts

They are chained to the wheel

Anchored to the sea

It's in the salute to the flag

And it plays through our screens

Their pledges and their anthems

Echo from the grand canyon

To Mrs. liberty

Across the universe

And into our veins

It’s in the languages we speak

And the gestures we make

This culture

There’s no escaping it

Through and through

From birth to dirt

Two blind eyes

To survive the maze


-C.H.

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