You tell Disabled poets not to write themselves,
Instead you want them to write about the "normal people"
As it doesn't fit the criteria, doesn't fit with the
Society....ok I see where this is goin, I guess people with
Disabilities can't read right....
The last time I checked, I thought I could write
My skin off my skeleton place it on paper....I thought
Arthgryposis could explain itself that she has nothin
To do and I push her farther back into my own shadow...
Cos she has nothin to do with words...unless she comes
And sit there in a poem....yet you tell me I'm not supposed
To write about the challenges we face, like I can't write about
How rude people stare at our differences...like we're in some
Freak show, or that we belong to asylum......
Have you forget that we're humans, and we got souls
In our deformed bodies...have you?
Our souls want to scream out loud to the world
That it's ok to be us whether we're happy
Or in pain...we understand the difficulties but
Don't ever let them get in the way of our
Beautiful dreams, beautiful prayers, beautiful wishes...
Cos I've seen people with disabilities out there and
And you whoever you are, a motherfuckin ignorant no
Compassion person how can you say shit like this to us?
I'm a poet and I have a disability, and I will not listen
To your fuck up rule....I will ignore you and write poems
About things that matter, like people ask why we are in the
Wheelchair, speech impediment, stares, mental illness, and
You don't tell them what to write, when they're writin
From their hearts.....what kind of drug are you on?
© Kai C. 4-2-17