Dan Brown

Rookie - 62 Points (20.02.1988 / Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, UK)

Disabled - Poem by Dan Brown

I show my affection in ways no one else can,
and my heart is bigger than anyone else you know.
My name is Sam, and I have Downs Syndrome,
but am I disabled any more?

I see how you look at me.
Your eyes voice your pity.
I see how you are towards me,
your wariness speaks volumes.
I see how you talk down to me;
how you’re ignorant to how much that hurts me.
Don’t you see?
I am not disabled.
I know I am silent but that isn’t through choice,
my hands are my talking tools, not my tongue.
I wish for many things, as I look at you,
study you, and laugh at you inside.
I wish you knew me, then you’d see
that I am happy.
I wish you didn’t fear me, scared
that you might catch it.
I wish your mind weren’t disabled,
so it could recognize this.
I wish your opinions of me
were wholly disabled.
For then you might see
that I am not.

I show my affection in ways no one else can,
and my heart is bigger than anyone else you know.
My name is Sam, and I have Downs Syndrome,
but am I disabled any more?

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Comments about Disabled by Dan Brown

  • (4/21/2006 9:28:00 AM)


    You seem to be a truth-telling poet, Dan. This poem speaks volumes about those who are seen as disabled while, in fact, they are very able in many significant ways, not the least in spirit. Consider sending this to the Special Olympics org.

    These lines are my favorites:
    'I wish your opinions of me
    were wholly disabled.
    For then you might see
    that I am not.'
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 21, 2006



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