Closing Eyes To the Blind Side
by Michael Doyle

In this world, there's a gathering darkness.
Love has been put aside and replaced with harshness.
Each side proclaims hate that they cannot hide,
And each side demands that we pick our side.

I think I've thought this thoroughly through,
And with all loving intention, I know what I'll do.
I'm closing my eyes to the overly blind side,
And choosing love for my neighbor over wounded pride.

I am closing my eyes to the blind side,
Choosing instead to follow the kind side.
Seeking a beautiful day in the neighborhood
Starts where the ways of love are understood.

If you ask me to declare my set of laid out reasons,
I will quietly smile and say, "It begins with the season."
For God so loved the world —how can I do differently?
Than to look at all passing passions as I do reverently.

A festival of love begins with gratitude and giving,
After all, didn't the Father say we should be forgiving?
It's optimism's faith that leads toward achievement,
And it is through doing good that we all find improvement.

I am closing my eyes to the blind side,
Choosing instead to follow the kind side.
Seeking a beautiful day in the neighborhood
Starts where the ways of love are understood.

I may be in the gutter, but I'm looking at stars.
I may not know the song, but please hum a few bars.
And I will do my best to play along in my harmony,
If you'll only promise me to share your melody.

It takes courage to find the press for true progress,
And find it we must if our race is to pass our test.
I am content with the past and happy with the present.
My dreams for tomorrow leave nothing to resent. 

I am closing my eyes to the blind side,
Choosing instead to follow the kind side.
Seeking a beautiful day in the neighborhood
Starts where the ways of love are understood.

Here we are at the end of the year 2025.
As we look around us are we surprised we're alive?
Happiness isn't a feeling; it's a solid choice.
It's to this I ask you to join me in one voice.

Looking forward to the snowy side of Providence,
Are you seeing this clearly with hope and confidence?
Sailing forward as the sirens begin to wail,
We only need to smile and learn to adjust our sails.

I am closing my eyes to the blind side,
Choosing instead to follow the kind side.
Seeking a beautiful day in the neighborhood
Starts where the ways of love are understood.

(c) November 1, 2025   Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved