Pretty Petty’s Poem for the Disabled
Hello Pretty Pets, how are you doing?
Let us introduced ourselves: we’re Amanda, James, Anna, Abdul, Joseph, Jesselyn, Rick, Tim, and Nicholas; we’re poets. This is a very special issue or version that we’re doing. Nicholas, 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.
See Me And NOT My Disability
By-Amanda D. Petty
Knowing and realizing that I’m handicapped.
I’ve got scars from my surgeries.
Living in a wheelchair since I was a baby.
Go ahead and stare.
I do care.
But, I can’t stop you.
I wish you would see me
And not my disability.
My left arm does stuff that I can’t control.
I can’t help my speech.
Why are you making fun
About the way I talk?
Why are you avoiding me
Because, I can’t walk?
What is the matter with you?
Is it that funny;
Or, am I a comic relief?
I know people talk bad about me.
I understand people just don’t say ‘hey’.
Why do you feel sorry for me?
I’m not.
Yes, I’ve got a disability.
But, I’ve got a weird personality.
I’m sweet.
Good listener and a wonderful friend.
But, you won’t see that,
You just see my wheels.
Why?
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. We have a song for you. My friend, we really do know how you feel.