THE OUTSIDER
I'm handicapped and wheelchair bound Expected to sit and not make a sound Just to smile and let the World go by With Saintly patience and never sigh. Inside my head thoughts come and go Ideas are born which long to flow Flow from my lips and link me with others But my words sound strange so no one bothers. My tongue and lips do not as I ask I cannot perform the simplest task But I have a mind and I'm still there Don't lock me out in your ignorance there. Talk, though I seem not to understand touch me, include me, hold my hand I am alive and I have time to give Let me share in the life I was given to live Anon.