Open eyes, open earth.
Open blinding open words.
Open everywhere tomorrow’s birth 
all around me a brand new worth.

I am a brand new man!
A brand new man with a written plan.
Opening a whole other self.
Opening brighter futures, a positive wealth.
A golden offering to each day.
A promise, of a brand new way.

Each of our opposing oppositions are only what we allow them to be. 
Opposing beauty of all who seek.
A life of ownership of your lost speech.
A blatant escape of your enemy.
Only expressing all of your defeats 
you open your eyes you see, 
as easily as others speak,
and what you weren’t expecting was quite possibly a quiet complete.
Both won’t open because you already have all you need,
and all you seek 

is a possibility to become, a brand new you.
We are all full of wonder and blues,
of unfinished bounty and untold truths.
Would you read courageously what I am saying to you?

You appreciate what is you and what is me
And all the love everyone needs 
Open your eyes up and be 

God’s love 
With a gentle hug 

From a blind man without speech,
who sees you and wants to say,
when I love you and you me,
we all see,
perspective in the irony.