The Disabled
The Disabled.
You might be fit as fiddle
Yet be more disabled than the legless;
You might be as colourful as peacock
Yet be more disabled than dwarf;
You might be busy as bee
Yet be more disabled than shelless slug;
You might be champion of your world
And know your onions indeed-
But you do nothing to benefit
Your world and society in need;
Then you are the most disabled indeed.
Being disabled is barely a physical thing,
For if your mind or conscience is eroded,
And your psych corrupted; you are truly disabled.
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