HOW SOME VIEW DISABLED PEOPLE

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As someone who is registered blind, I can relate to Lorraine’s post. I haven’t experienced the extreme behaviours Lorraine has. I have, however been patronised on account of my visual impairment. I have, however found that most people treat me with respect. All of my close friends are non-disabled and I live independently getting around with my guide dog Apollo, or, occasionally with the assistance of a long white cane. All disabled people are individuals and their experiences differ as is the case with all people, whether they have a disability or not. The bottom line is that everyone should be treated with respect irrespective of whether they are disabled or otherwise.

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To begin with, I HATE that word disabled. I do not know another one though.

It is amazing how some people seem to think about us. I want to say that I am quite normal, whatever normal is lol. It seems that some people think I have lost my marbles just because I am blind and in a wheelchair. Although on occasions I can still walk with two canes and was hoping to get better at that.

Anyway, let me tell you what happened to me at the church where I used to go. For years I had played my flute at the Sunday evening Mass until people started to view me differently. They used to give me a hug quite often, until i became more blind and disable. Ugh, how I hate that word. Anyway, they started to avoid me. Also they ridiculed me and my husband. This was…

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Alibi

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A man whose name was Wood

Said my poetry was no good.

In the forest dark

His end was stark.

But my alibi it was good …

Decorum

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I know a young lady named Rose

Who walks around whilst wearing no clothes.

But when we go shopping

She does wear 1 stocking.

Which I think shows decorum by Rose!

Chancer

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I awoke with a gorgeous lap dancer

Who said, “sir, you are a chancer!”.

I said, “dear Miss Follit

Have you seen my wallet?”.

She said, “sir, I’m also a chancer!”.

A Brutal Young Man Named Keith

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A brutal young man named Keith

Threatened to knock out my teeth.

But I produced my faithful knuckleduster,

Which got him in a fluster,

Now Keith is wearing false teeth …!

Squire Pleasant

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My uncle, the good natured Squire Pleasant

Invited me to go and shoot peasant.

I went with my spouse

And found peasants and grouse,

And the police who arrested Squire Pleasant!

Last Night I Was Somewhere Called Nowhere

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I had forgotten about this poem. But, coming across it recently, I thought it was worth a reblog.

K Morris Poet's avatarK Morris - Poet

Last night I was somewhere
Called nowhere
For there
I stood
In the dark wood
Of dreams,
Wherein
Virtue and sin
Are merely seeming,
For we are dreaming.

‘Tis a fine
Line
Twixt the living and the dead.
The head,
So full of thought
Is, suddenly, nought
And many
Men
Creep
Away In sleep.

To some death is the final despair,
The never ending nightmare
For None can escape
Death’s suffocating cape.
Yet, if we know not that we are dead
Why dread
The final dreamless sleep,
The dust,
Into which we all must
One day, creep?

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I Have Awoken to an Empty Bed

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I have awoken to an empty bed

And recollections of past sinning

With women.

 

 

I have felt spiritually dead

And fought to forget regret

In bed.

 

 

But, for a long time

I have engaged

Only in rhyme.

 

When I leave the stage

Only my rhyme may remain.

For there is no pain when dead.

 

When Dreams Turn to Nightmares

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When dreams turn to nightmares

On endless dark stairs

And you are alone

In your castle of bones,

And you pray

For the day

That may never come,

You are in the nightmare

Of despair,

Where there is nowhere

To run.

When they speak of light

You see only night,

But the endless black stairs

Of your nightmares

May melt away

Into the day

And the sun

May come.