Identity

Is there truly anything such as disabled. To not have the ability to do and yet still you try or to have the ability and yet you refuse to try. Which then is the disabled one? You have people with no legs running races, the bling are writing and reading books. Maybe the disability is in those that choose to judge and not assist if necessary. This is only our opinion, tight work

It's such a grey area, and personally I'm in some weird twilight zone where partaking in sports, for example, would be unfair whether I entered mainstream or disability events.

Actually, the biggest disability facing the world right now is ignorance.

agreed, there are no limitations to the mind, again tight work Lady

i like the undercurrent of how this poem discusses how people should see past things that only make up little pieces of a person, on the flip side it also discusses how we are more than our parts while every piece is a little jigsaw that contributes to making us a whole person,

a very multifaceted poem
with a lot to take away

thank you for the little trip 🙂

-ethan

I'm glad you enjoyed it, and thank you for your lovely comments.