Never Call Us the Disabled One

Ten year old fairy was she

With paralyzed hands and feet

Looking out side the window

At perching sparrows and skylarks

And the drops falling down the branches

She raised her eyebrows and said,

Never call us the disabled one.

I can feel what world cant

A vision of mine is crafted beyond

That carves the paragon of life

A smoldering desire lives within

Of changing the world into heaven my dear

A heaven where we all live as one

Never call us the disabled one.

Ten years after I saw her again

She was sitting on a thorn high upon

With people gathering around her

Like petals surrounding the rose

Where hearts were being filled with love

And eyes were being enlightened with hope

Never call the disabled one.

Differently able were being led by her

Given vision to those who had no eyes

Listening to the tunes of love with no ears

Working together with no feet and hands

They transformed the world into a fairy land

Where we all lived as one and then she whispered

Never call us the disabled one.

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