Pretty Petty’s Poem for the Disabled
Hello Pretty Pets, how are you doing?
Let us introduced ourselves: we’re Amanda, James, Anna, Abdul, Jasimine, and Tim; we’re poets. This is a very special issue or version that we’re doing. James, Rick, Tim, and I are disabled or handicapped too. If you want to know more about us, Amanda wrote a very powerful paper about “Being Handicapped”. Just click on this link: http://beinghandicappedessay.blogspot.com. In 2001, Amanda discovered poetry by an accident. I’ll be doing this issue.
Know the Feeling
By-Amanda D. Petty
Looks from strangers,
Artful name calling,
Deplorable acts,
Lacerated from people.
An accident,
New life,
Difficult to speak,
Crying from moving.
Pointing figures,
Diabolical actions from unknown face,
Ignominious adults,
Every day the doldrums.
Secondly, hourly, just hurts.
Malice teenagers,
Thinking, “Why am I here?”
Privation body.
I know the feeling.
An Uplifting: We truly want to thank you for reading this. We’re promising, we do know how you truly feel. It will get better, don’t give up. We know some days are bad: physical or emotional or both. On those days, you want to die. We know that firsthand; what help us the most is God. We hope this issue will help you. Just don’t give up. Heavenly Father knows your pains; maybe that’s why we’re here, giving you strength for a new hour. My friend, we really do know how you feel.