The Talk of Blindness Self and Righteous Heart

There's a light out there, why don't you go?
How can I go? I got myself stranded here,
Perhaps there's a reason that I don't even know,
I can see the light, I can absolutely see it, but it is out of here . . .
There's a cell that separates me to ages-flow,
Then I am the no-use to grow,

Why don't you just make it clear?
How do I? Do you want me to make it blow?
It's not what I opine my dear,
I do want you to keep 'it' on the low, you're not to go,
It's not forever that you'll be here,
It only depends on the 'thing' you get it no time to fear ~

literary written by SchmL-KaNZeN