Disabilities.....

Stand up for disable
a true people at all the time
those who creep down street to earn their food...
We call them disable....
those who walk and fall
to get their needs
we call them people with special needs...
they suffer from us...
Yes ....they suffer
from our pity look
our laugh and jokes on them
we create laws for them
to keep it in desk...
to show it when needed
there are laws for them
but...only to carry them
not to be used...
they are Singers...
Artists....
Poets...
They are Able...
but people see their physical disabilities...
ignoring real disabilities...
Fear and hesitations...
if you believe in Justice
just take chance and argue with them...
you will realize who is Disable
We all have disabilities
but we still focus on surface
hiding our faces
keeping some disables in houses
shying to tell other
that disable is my Cute brother
what a shame of Us
We aren’t God
to judge....
to prison....
to kill...
We are Human
with diversities that is normal

 

 

 

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