The dead-end alley

There’s an alley at the corner
of my favorite street.
Aside is a sign for the blind,
showing them why not to enter.
Above is a voice for the deaf,
telling them day and night
about the danger of death
in this dead-end alley.

And no one ever knew why
so many disappeared
at the corner of my favorite street.

But I came to find out,
(almost too late)
you can only go through the street of life
when walking hand in hand.

The blind can be the ears for the deaf
The deaf can be the eyes for the blind.

©ElineMillenaar

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