Prejudice Poem by Sabrina ,

people staring me
everywhere I go
they pity me
can I cry now?

a gift from god, I'm still alive
after that devastating accident
I want to be back on my feet
will that ever be possible?

my legs are useless
rehabilitation teaches me how to be in control
my arms are strong, but legs are atrophied
will my arms compensate my lost?

by myself in the subway I go to the handicapped space
so many looks at me
an old lady hands me money
when did I become a crippled beggar?

a little boy asks me why am I in a baby buggy
this is a wheelchair, I'm paraplegic
he asks if he can play too
how can I have fun?

I put the kid on my lap, small wheels up and down
he seems to be happy
his mother says he's gonna get sick
am I contagious?

it's already bad enough that I am disabled
inert legs will not stand up
but in my mind I'm the same person
why do they think I'm different?