Felix Seely: a Spoon River Poem
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Felix means "lucky, successful."
Seely means "happy, fortunate."
Now there are special classes for those like me--
"special-needs" people. That sounds so much
kinder than the harsh terms in use when I was
alive: "retarded," "not bright." The people in
my little Southern hometown seemed to think
such descriptions were acceptable if they were
accompanied by "Bless his heart!"
Oh, they didn't think I heard, but I did.
Most "normal" people in town really loved me;
others simply couldn't hide their pity.
While those around me went to school and college,
played their sports, married, had families, and
went to work, I learned from them, my family, and the
town. As I loved the Lord and people, laughed, lived,
and grew wise in my own way, I observed some who
lived good lives--busy, but not too busy to care and
listen. From my sheltered spot, I watched others
as they multi-tasked, made money, got promotions,
built big houses, and drove expensive cars,
but never really listened to anyone except superiors,
who demanded their allegiance. These people
failed to care until they couldn't care.
Pity "normal" folks with hardened hearts, unseeing eyes,
and unhearing ears--the ones who pity those like me.
entered in Skat A's Premiere Contest Number 13 on September 24, 2016
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2016
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