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Disability and Equality

Disability & equality I & my kind are equal The skin of my color is not a curse But due to evil & greed My fellow humans have put a price-tag on my head Making me the most hunted amongst the human kind Yet in the book & to the creator we are equal I am fully human nevertheless ,but human Failing to carry my body due to my leg problems doesn't make you more human because you can move Situations i solve without my eyes My heart & mind do the chemistry I'm a man with no hands But Wars & battles of injustice I fight Yet job opportunities to my kind are still denied My voice is heard but ignored their voice is heard & acknowledged leaving me a lonely a person,you call a mad man(wamisala) Yet before the book we are all equal Words from my lips are distorted Hands i still use to communicate Yet am denied the same chances as those that speak with their lips but before the book & creator we are equal By *Paul kasolokera Mkandawire*

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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