On My Blindness
Last night when I went to bed , I was very confused and afraid. For the thought that made me dread Was "Is a blind man's life as good as being dead"? Sleep was the treasure, very hard to find For the thought that continuously came to my mind Was what my life would be if I go blind? How will I be able to make myself do, The things that I got to do, the things I had in view . How will I be able to play, to fool around? Wouldn't I hurt someone in the ground? Would that mean no friends, no social life? Will I have to do without a beautiful wife? In sorrow when I closed my eyes Guess who came by my side It was Ray Charles Robinson, the piano guy The answer to all my sorrows was this Albany boy He was famous and had a great life With twelve kids from seven women, and married twice He was good at what he did Number ten on the immortals' list He was blind when he was seven But he abandoned the sorrows when he was eleven He flew over ...