Bright Eyes


A young lad now in prison

Has seen nothing but the dark

Abuse and angers all his life

Have left their vicious mark

But nineteen months in prison

Have given him thinking time

Now his conscience surfacing

Has admitted to his crime


Jesus cures a man born blind

Takes him by the hand

Leads him to a quiet spot

To better understand

Gradually his eyes adjust

Unaccustomed to the light

Finally he sees quite clear

Much to his delight


The darkness of our hearts and minds

Is very slow to clear

Our sullen moods our selfishness

Costs us very dear

But the inner voice keeps calling us

Turn now to the light

Once you see – life’s wonderful

Morning noon and night


Brian Fahy

15 February 2022



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