The Autistic Child Poem by Randy McClave

If you make fun of any person with a disability
To which you have been found guilty,
When the belittling of yours is found true
I will tell you this, I don't even want to know you.
When you poke with comments and ridicule for fun
At a parents autistic daughter or son,
I will then proudly and honestly tell you this
If you were on fire burning, on you I wouldn't piss.
If at a disabled person you mocked or did snicker
And if at a autistic child you like to ridicule quicker,
Maybe the parents don't read or heard what you said
But, many of us have heard it or it we read.
If you think that it's funny and you mock and laugh
When you see a person with a disability cross your path,
And you laugh and joke when you see an autistic child crying
I would say that one day in hell you will be frying.
Long ago they were in their mother's womb
The world excitedly waited for them to bloom,
God gave the parents such a very special and wonderful gift
Now at God's creation many sadistically give a laugh and a rift.
If you want to make fun of person who is disabled or autistic
Unto you I will be truthful and honest and very realistic,
You and I are friends no more
So, when you leave my life, please close the door.

Randy L. McClave