The People You Knew (incomplete!)

Look, young man
At your life, and know
That the world with its glories
Shine bright and cold

Stare at the ocean
Or gaze at the moon
Or look to the heavens
And ask for a boon

The people you knew
Neither see nor hear
The blind and the death
For lack fear

Ok giving up on this poem for lack of creative/emotional stamina/reserves ... Never posted an incomplete work on this blog before :) Maybe i'll finish it some day haha