Blind Sided

You look at the world From your unique, particular Angle And you believe what you believe To be true He looks at the world From his particular angle And thinks what he thinks he knows To be true She looks at the world From her particular angle And wonders how many angles there are How many beliefs How many people declaring that their own Particular angle is the Only true angle and the rest are Illusions Many people will suffer Many will die Because of all these particular angles And the eyes that only see so far Or look so deep While ignoring the great mystery Of each and every angle That weaves itself Through the fabric of the universe And ties us all Together. ~ Laurence Overmire