The shadows of sight

Where is the light
that illuminates my friends?
In all this darkness
will i see light again?

There's a light that beams
in a familiar face-
but darkens, when alone,
for i cannot see grace.

Deliverance abundance in the ones who i know-
but all else is darkness
like a movie theater with no show.

So i watch the screen
unable to see my neighbor,
believing in his thoughts
though, he does me no favors-

for here am i,
in this pitch auditorium,
we've all indulged in evil but
i feel, the only sorry one-

as i sit in in this darkness
I seek the light bringing herald-
though, this box blinds me
is this cruel and blind world.