The Disability Poem by Umasree Raghunath

The Disability



Disability, is a verb or a noun
For it shows a loss of a self-pronoun
Disability is a no word for the disabled in fact
For the mind and will is always in tact
Having no limb or no sight is not what
But having no love or no vision in life is rot
The disability is not a physical imperfection
But a challenge that gives them more attention
Having everything and doing anything is no great
Doing the best with the truth is going against fate
Sightless singers at the St Louis Blind School
Are eye-openers to all and it's damn cool
A dumb and deaf boy carrying his one legged brother
On his back and runs errands in the station'
A sight that highlights the inner strength
The sight that reveals the will to proceed
As the kids in the wheelchairs run in the race
My heart missed its beat and lost its pace
When the children with downs syndrome
Can paint the images of the world
A new life and spirits does get unfold
Making the painting a master piece in Rome
Schizophrenia, everyday company at home
Living and cherishing it has become a part
It's more an inner discipline to live with it
Than get scared, chase and run away from home
Disability is only a disorder in the body
Never could be a defect in the mind
Or the thought or the dream of a person
In fact, the going against the tide
And becoming the best in every ride
Is the real spirit that I found in the so-called disabled?
Spirit less vagabonds, and jobless educated
Are more crippled than the disabled
Aimless people, and hopeless individuals
Are more sympathetic that the disabled
Never look down at the people on whom god has
Bestowed an extreme confidence
That they could face it and has given them as it has
And restored an extreme challenge and courage
To me, the real disabled are the children who
Could send the parents to home adieu
To me, the real disabled are the students who
Have no vision for the country and flew
To me, the real disabled are the educated lots
Who are unemployed giving a lame excuse?
To me, the real disabled are the spouses
Who part with no compromises and cause?
To me, the real disabled are all of us
Who give a damn to the care of this Earth?
If this is the way it goes, Join me in
Celebrating this day, as all of us are disabled……………………

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Title: The Disability
Date: 3 December,2004- The World Disability Day
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Umasree Raghunath

Umasree Raghunath

Eluru, AndhraPradesh, India
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