Don’t Put Me on A Pedestal
Ending Ableism
“If I fail, I try again, and again, and again. If YOU fail, are you going to try again? The human spirit can handle much worse than we realize. It matters HOW you are going to FINISH. Are you going to finish strong?” Nick Vujicic
Don't put me
On a pedestal
I'll surely fall
I just ask for
Equal ground
A place to land
When I stumble
And fall.
Don't cover me
In pity
It certainly doesn't
Set me free
It's a shroud
That covers
Me
A bind
That doesn't
Set me
Free.
Don't shroud
Me in darkness
Spit out my differences
In disdain
As if disability
Is a dirty word
Something to be ashamed
Of.
You see only
The darkness
Why can't you
See
The light?
Copyright
Michelle R Kidwell
May.27.2022
About the Creator
Michelle Renee Kidwell
Abled does not mean enabled. Disabled does not mean less abled.” ― Khang Kijarro Nguyen
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