Pretty Pettyâs Poem for the Disabled
Hello Pretty Pets, how are you doing?
Let us introduced ourselves: weâre Amanda, James, Anna, Abdul, Jasimine, and Tim; weâre poets. This is a very special issue or version that weâre 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 âBeing Handicappedâ. Just click on this link: http://beinghandicappedessay.blogspot.com. In 2001, Amanda discovered poetry by an accident. Iâll 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, âWhy am I here?â
Privation body.
I know the feeling.
An Uplifting: We truly want to thank you for reading this. Weâre promising, we do know how you truly feel. It will get better, donât 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 donât give up. Heavenly Father knows your pains; maybe thatâs why weâre here, giving you strength for a new hour. My friend, we really do know how you feel.