This man with only one good eye,
Had labored long to find
The path to God, in a troubled world
That seemed completely blind.
He saw man's temples rise and fall,
He saw nature's wrath prevail;
He saw the mighty dominate
The humble, meek and frail.
He studied faith's theologies
And watched their wars unfold;
His two eyed friends excuses were-
'These things have been foretold'.
Still, on he searched the mysteries
Of life's final afterglow;
Till, void of hope, he realized
Some things we cannot know.
Today, they closed his one good eye,
As nature planned, he died;
Could he with two good eyes have seen,
What is on the other side?
Joseph Anderson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-one-eyed-man/
