I have no voice, yet I speak for many.
An unseen multitude of
Individuals.
Beautiful,
Special,
Unique!
I have no voice
But possess the ability to teach you,
If, you are willing to walk with me
And learn.
To some, I am dehumanised,
Seen merely as a ‘condition’.
To others
I have many labels which precede
My status as ‘child’.
Do they not know that I was
Fearfully and wonderfully made;
Known to my Heavenly Father
Even In eternity past?
He bestowed upon me many talents!
I was endowed with the gift of eternal innocence
And the capacity to expect good of everyone,
Yet you are burdened
With a critical spirit.
I start each day afresh,
Unaware of yesterdays cares
And the attitudes,
Which gnaw away at society
Like a canker.
I am a little girl,
A daughter and a sister
Who happens to have a syndrome.
I am a child ….. with a disability.
I do not act and think like you,
But this does not negate my validity.
To deny my existence is a death knell to
Your humanity.
Please regard me
As an equal!
Celebrate my diversity
With love, respect
And an understanding,
Of who
I
Am!
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I start each day afresh,
Unaware of yesterdays cares
And the attitudes,
Which gnaw away at society
Like a canker... Oft times, God only allows those who are capable of such a blissful disposition to be granted its presence; the rest of us must ineptly struggle to make it a reality in our lives. Very well said!
I do not act and think like you,
But this does not negate my validity.
To deny my existence is a death knell to
Your humanity... Oh, that we would open our eyes and remove the bane of prejudice long enough to allow our hearts to accept what is truth. What an eloquent poem; what a lovely gift you and your daughter are to my heart!
