HANDICAPPED ARE WE ALL

In the events of life appears

The lives of people

This angle of sight

Leaves the wonderer in wander

A complete distinction

Of one to the other

We have the A’s, the B’s

The C’s, the D’s

Blah…blah…blah!

There it dawns on me;

which of these categories

an I?

I get obstructed

Seen from afar these appears blur

At a little shift it comes

To none, none and none

Still living in illusionary proportions

Down in one way resonates

Our own side of “downness”

We are caught with few words

In wounded bodies to speak

Many do not speak at all

Seeing through the smiles

Friendly words and gestures

Love and intimacy

Of a resentful heart gives hope

Let us be ready to change

Try new things

Adapt to new people

Create a lasting bond

And help to grow in

Human-dignity

Respect

Care

And self-reliance

This poetical writing is dedicated to the students of Chileshe Chipela Home. They are indeed great friends of mine.