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Food for Thought Am I disabled oh Lord; why me?What did I do to deserve just pity? Did my parents or roots do something to offend? Was I destined to flaws; my beginning, my end? What life can there be for persons lost? To be different and better; what will it cost? Normal science has pills and control therapy. Will artificial creations make a nicer me? Why does God damn me to blame for no sin? Or is God not to blame for the Devil within? His messages have never made sound sense to me. But His message always points to my morality. If I damn myself, will others damn, too? If I agree to the blame, what on Earth shall I do? Live off the normals; avoid sharing pain. Hide from the hatred; myself I shall blame. Dwell upon the darkness of thoughts of my mind. See not the beauty in a life that’s not kind. When I climb upon a mountain, I dare to the top. Is it just suicide if I fail and drop? Is not the challenge of life what it makes? Is fearing the risk what disability takes? Damned if I do and damned if I don’t. Would if I could, but don’t if I won’t. I’ve guessed I’ve answered my questions of past. To dwell in my future is my path while I last. If babies are born into a better world. To help them survive, a better world I must build. Bill Pierce 041707
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