A Blind Man And His Shoes

There once was a blind man that, though his sight was fine, could not see

That the shoes he had, though old and worn, were faithful as can be

In spite of over-use and unfair misuse, they remained true

To weather the storms of life and risky terrains that were new

In the good times, the shoes were then -discarded and upgraded

For new shoes, presumably better and that could be afforded

Treated like movie stars despite their many mixed reviews

The blind man more blinded, to the limitations of his new shoes

In the tough times, these shoes faded to show their true colors

Disguised– to be major successes, designed– to be failures

And so, the new shoes fell apart, when they were most needed

The blind man, blinded to warning labels, that should have been heeded

Turning back to his old shoes that stood the test of time

Though his treatment of them was nothing short of a crime

These reliable old shoes that are rarely given the chance to shine

For a man who cannot see their worth, will always walk a fine line

© Copyrights 2008 A.K. Browne