Disability
a curse or a blessing in disguise
an disadvantage or and advance
the ups and downs of my disability
l wonder why they call it that
'disability'
let's break it down
and see what we found
'dis' lets see is my opinion
it can mean a lot of things
it could mean l can't do something
it could mean that I'm making fun somebody
'ability'
to do whatever you want
to say whatever
the ability to do anything
now that we got that out of the way
this is what a disability means to me
it's a blessing
it makes me unique in my own special way
yes it has ups and downs
but even without it
l would still have ups and downs
so what's the difference
it an advance
l didn't search for the disability
but it looks like the disability was search for me
l like no l love my disability because to me it's not
a disadvantage, a curse
it's what makes me me
so when u see a person walking funny, in a wheelchair, speech is bad, or doesn't look normal
don't feel sorry cause we don't want it
don't feel sad cause we don't need it
don't laugh cause it's not funny
don't point cause it's wrong
just keep moving
you can smile and say hey to us
don't treat us like a disability
trust us like we're normal
cause at the end of the day that's who we are normal people like everyone.
Hi Rebecca. Just read Disability. I am giving a half hour presentation on People and Disability to a group of United Methodist Women in Feb.2015. Would I have your permission to read this poem to the group? It would not be in print. Thank you for your response to my request. Caroline Riley
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a magnificent poem, Rebecca. A disability is something that one person has that perhaps few others have or have experienced. I think you are absolutely right to suggest that other people's actions or behaviours, maybe unintentionally, are the cause of what amounts to problems. This poem is a gem.