Assumptions

He is coming my way
He has dark glasses and carries a white stick
Disgusting man, unkempt, horrible
Just look at his face and dress
The smell, has he ever had a bath?
I can show my emotions without fear
After all, he is blind and cannot see me.

She is coming my way
She made such a face at me
Why does she hate me?
She didn’t shout at me in case I wasn't deaf
Must go, I have to return this white stick
To my good friend who has never seen me.
I am not blind, just cannot stand bright light