The blind man couldn’t see
of course.
But he could walk
And the seeing man couldn’t walk
of course
But he could talk
The blind man was the seeing man’s
legs
They were performers
and the bank
was their stage
The seeing man
was the blind man’s vision
he did the guiding and instructing
while the blind man did the
wheeling
Though the blind man
was the legs
he was leading performer
the drama in the play
The blind man brought the audiences
to their feet
Standing ovation
While the seeing man
made them bow
he put ’em on their knees
Though the seeing man couldn’t walk
he could see of course
he was the eyes for his companion
he kept him on course
The blind man played the rear
pushing the seeing man
in his wheelchair
“Turn right”
The blind man listened to his sight
They entered upon the stage
the blind man could smell the cash
in the bank
He never had a vision
perceiving what the stage was
Through his other senses
He tapped the floor three times with his feet
“Hmm….linoleum”
He rubbed his hand across
the oakwood counter
this would be his podium
The seeing man wrote this
script with braille
the blind man read it
with his hands
and listened to the intricate details
The seeing man glanced around the establishment
nervously
This was his first live
performance
he needed it to go perfectly
The cast was in position
The coast was clear
he wheeled himself and
took up post in the rear
The seeing man screamed
“Lights, Cameras, Action”
The blind man jumped
on his podium
in a seeing man’s fashion
He aimed the shotgun at his audience
looking down the sights
he had the gun fixed on the spectators
as if he had sight
“Everyone listen… you are extras
in this film titled, Robbery Adeux
If you move you will not have
a role in part two”
The seeing man played his role
he pulled the sawed off shotgun
and pumped it
He sat tensely in his director’s chair
watching his performers
hard staring them into discomfort
The blind man turned his attention
to the teller
He handed her a duffel bag
“Now listen to everything that I tell ya”
His acting deserved to be praised
Critically Acclaimed
they wore no mask as they wanted
worldwide fame
The blind man passed the bag
to the next bank clerk
The seeing man still hadn’t moved
he was on the alert
watching the actualization of his art
just as he brailled
the blind man was playing the part
The blind man stood behind the podium
stepping to each teller
shotgun poking them
down the line
the duffle bag moved
Stepped out of character
the security guard moved
The seeing man screamed
“One O’clock “
The blind man upped the pump
and blew off the security guard’s top
“Take two…
Please don’t let what happened to him
happen to you”
The seeing man pointed the pump
at the dead body
The blind man shoved the pump
into the next clerk’s body
The audience was cheering
the alarm was ringing
Someone hit the button
The police were coming
the sirens were blaring
“Cut!”
The blind man listened to his eyes
He turned his attention to his fans
and took a bow
Scene one of this drama was over
The blind man wheeled the seeing man
out of the bank
duffle bag full of money
hoisted over his shoulder
The End
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