Magic Glasses?
Why is this fear
Like a crack in the road
It can be filled with tar
Holding the edges together
So as not to reveal
A dark fault
That can tear the tires
And stiffen the coils
It can cause damage
That is invisible to the naked eye
But visible with a pair of glasses
We
Used to call those kids four eyes
But now, those FOUR EYES are
Considered COOL GUYS
Because like magic
Glasses can turn a frog into a prince
If worn right
Sounds like a double standard
Because it is
This poem came into fruition through listening to a sermon on fear.
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