The Hidden Handicapp
The Hidden Handicapp
THE HIDDEN HANDICAPP
The foot of this poor man is sadly bitten from the past a quick reminder everyday
of mortality and the inevitable decay of certainly death
The limp is unnoticed by the ruling classes they ignore it
As eye go hopscotching on the bus the lift is never lowered for me
The footman of the coach sees only young man because of overall health is
happy and the blessing on my house fits in my smile and makes me look like a
happy man and no one guesses at my frown
The foot is broken in many places and why must eye buck up and walk around
as iff they let me in the frontage just because eye am so pretty man and not
because my age and limp and broken foot
(they can not see it so it must not exist) and poor man hurting
To the core of being OH GOD why wont they just please let me sit down and ride
this bus eye need the front seat please
Eye carry baggage on the bus but mostly eye carry broken bones
My handicap is hidden but for most its just ignored
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