Ten year old fairy was she
With paralyzed hands and feet
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.
(c) All Rights Reserved, Shahbaz
Israr Khan
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