Feel the Dis
Disability paints an haunting sound
it's view shows missed the mark
you reach out but can't grasp it
it feels you're grasping in the dark
My tongue is my own disability
words don't want to travel by tongue
they stick, block, stammer whatever!
won't flow at all except when sung
Others don't want to look
wish they didn't know you
feeling you are not human
learning be solo as so few
Enclosed within speak to you
yes you to you all as one
the dis of ability you feel
will it ever truly change?
yes it can be all done?
Copyright © Gordon Mcconnell | Year Posted 2016
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