||The eyes are useless when the mind is blind.||

The teachers slapped him with remarks,

Each one leaving a deep mark.

They told him he wouldn't make it,

If he didn't start having wits.

They told him he wouldn't get a job,

And then all people he'd have to rob.

They told him he'd turn jobless,

They thought his case was hopeless.

No matter how hard he tried,

No matter how hard he strived,

Looking at all those rounded three's,

Looking at every formula for hours,

Trying to learn all those sulfates,

He still found himself palpitate,

And return to square one.

Why couldn't they see his art?

Rather than how he failed on his part.

Why couldn't they see his beautiful colors,

Mixing to make a water current swirl?

Why couldn't they see his calming sunsets,

With the sky and earth having met?

Why couldn't they see the passion in eyes?

Why did he have to pay the price

For becoming an exceptional failure?

Why were all of them so blind?