Blind fool recorded By james a. galgano In these foolish eyes unable to see the light overhead To act as some guide upon path one will forever tread. Often without notice or even a memory to recount even in verse. If one has no value to powers that be your memory is but forgotten curse So how does that make one feel, who wakes up each day to the usual routine? Often daily without thinking or notice beyond ones daily dream. To find one cause to move forward into each new dawn early light Though one's value might soon be forgotten with oncoming night How did you expect more than this involvement to seek cause or remedy? If your value is less value to all, then what it seems to you or your family. Sure, life and love daily often gets in the way of what you each day must do But if you are worth nothing to them and their bottom line without a clue You are often left alone adrift upon sinking life raft in foolish time. Forever searching for answers scour but in existence never find Thus, within these often foolish eyes often unable to see for dear life One is lost forever in the eternal darkness of some god given light