The blind man

In an anonymous city in the USA, a blind man lived and had blind friends too...
He thought deeply everyday lamenting in his heart and wishing he could see, but you could see because there are slot of blind men around him.
He thought deeply again and said I will follow only those who have good eyes, and I will desociate from my old company.
If I make friends with those with good eyes then they can help me by being my eyes and life gets better for me.
Be thoughtful of the kind of friends you keep okay.
you could just be blind all your life if you do follow the right company.
It's a short summary.