A bird in a cage, I refuse to be bound,
Transport Adaptee will never break me,
I am no rotting fish; for all to see ,
Your rules are like chains ,time to break them down,
I'm no prune and certainly not a clown,
I’m no ugly duckling to any degree.
You whittle down my selfhood, Not,I decree,
I am not worthless junk that you just found.
My mind is like a steel trap,I know the facts
In a wheelchair, I move like a brisk breeze,
I want to soar like hawks to be happy.
My body is healthy I feel no setbacks,
If I have my freedoms I’m easy to please,
Treat me with homage then I won’t be snappy.
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