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*

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