Wheelchair Olympics
Hardly wheelchair Olympics, dumped in a corner
Carer giggles with friends minus little Jack Horner
Waiting for the nurse like furniture in the hall
Conversations are worse- like I'm not there at all.
Speak at me! I feel I should scream
I still exist outside your disabled dream
I'm not a geriatric who likes the odd tipple
My spirit survives; intellect is no cripple
My eye absorbs all art; my heart feels deep the prose
I live every classic part minus the waist down to the toes.
Hardly wheelchair Olympics, touring Sainsbury's with a guide
Inspecting every joint of meat, clinging to my pride
'Anything you've forgotten? ' my helper opts to talk
'Only a bag of frozen peas, and the ability to walk.'
Self pity, someone will say, some naive cheeky chappy
Whlie i sit in cold light of day, waiting for my nappy.
Talking louder is a prerequisite
As they stop with grin so plastic
Manners to be exquisite
When conversing with a 'spastic'
Whipers that you hear, idiots that you flee
They'll never know that fear of silent soliloquy.
So now I smile through the grin of a cynic
Dining out in fine eateries galore
So glad to break free of that clinic
Where my dignity stayed at the door.
poem by Kevin East
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Token Cripple
Look there's the token cripple
To his wheelchair tie a balloon
Don't speak or cause a ripple
As he takes off for the moon.
Never approach the disabled
Though they're human or so it's fabled.
Look there's the token paraplegic
Address him through his carer
Save face and be strategic
A megaphone would be fairer
Never assume your ignorance shows
Don't prove your a fool
He already knows.
Look there's the token cripple
In a pub garden with friends, and talking!
You mouth to him 'What's your tipple'
And crack a joke about Stephen Hawking.
How much more cerebral he'd be
If like you he could master walking
- Away.
poem by Kevin East
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Not Wheelchair Accessible
I have something to say but no one will hear it because I can’t get in.
The place to speak is not wheelchair accessible.
My whole life I have been on the outside looking in.
Because most business owners brains are not wheelchair accessible.
When I’m on the street corner just waiting for bus some one walks up and hands me a dollar because they think I’m begging another mind that is not wheelchair accessible.
I know most people have to look down to see me, but they don’t need to look down on me. A person who is unable to see past the physical is a person who will never see that I’m not the one with the disability they are. Do you hear me or are you not wheelchair accessible.
She Does Deserve Great Sympathy
Ageing Bella in the house at the corner outdoors she is not often seen
She was a potential swimming Olympian till a motoring accident she had at eighteen
Brought an end to her swimming career back in ninteen seventy three
And condemned her to life in a wheelchair she does deserve great sympathy.
She could not compete in the Olympics and swim her way into renown
And become the toast of the Nation and the heroine of her Hometown
It robbed her of her chance of having children she has never been any man's wife
one might say she was quite unlucky that accident ruined her life.
She is quite an attractive woman her brown hair flecked with strands of gray
She had spent years of her life in a wheelchair seven to ten years before her prime day
when I meet her she smiles and says hello but sometimes she looks rather sad
I can only empathize with her a terrible life she has had.
Thirty six of her fifty four years in a wheelchair since her widowed mum died five years ago she has lived on her own
Lady luck is surely against her a terrible life she has known
Confined to a wheelchair due to a car crash on the highway which robbed her of her chance of fame
In swimming she was a young champion and for herself making a name.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Smile and Grin
Smile even when the path is rough
Grin even when the competition is tough
Smile when the battle is fierce
Grin when the words[truth] pierce
Smile as the head aches in severe pain
Grin as your hard work brings no gain
Smile to the bank when the figures there are few
Grin to tank when all in it is dew
Smile with your siblings in sorrow
Grin with the tidings that says you borrow
Smile when you pursue but you seem lazy
Grin when the future seems hazy
Smile just as a love is lost
Grin though the cost is a lot
Smile as you lose your freedom
Grin as you belong to the thorn's kingdom
Smile when you fall into a ditch
Grin when you encounter a hitch
Smile when locked lies you door
Grin when you appear climbing but still lay on the floor
Smile when situations are not conforming
Grin when circumstance is not reforming
Smile when dreams are not becoming goals
Grin when goals are leading you to gaol
Smile as the flight to wealth is delayed
Grin as the bad news is relayed
Smile for your foes and enemies
Grin as you await your nemesis
Smile as you pay for what you bought not
Grin as you say words you thought not
Smile when you meet with a cheat
Grin when you move like a watch the speed of cheetahs
Smile as you pass through the journey of perseverance
Grin as you wish but must dwell in temperance
As a smile is a confidence of change
and Grin, an outward symbol for revolution residing within range.
poem by Adedolapo Olisa
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The Chronicles of a Criss Crossed and Broken Heart part 2 Seven
Seven, may be more... eight minus one
this battle is far from one
got one goal and lost what matters
as my mind shatters and scatters and shatters
This way and that each piece this way and that
no i don't have time for causerie
no chat
don't talk to me...
I am sorry seven.... i never wanted this or that
and this is never what i thought it would be this is not the halcyon end
this time i can't mend
my heart this time/..... too far
this time no light of star
can a heart survive eight minus one
i don't think i can take a ton
so am i dead or numb
its my actions that led here
i am so dumb to call anyone my dear
criss crossed, broken
my heart feels opened and the important life blood feels taken
if you got hurt i never meant
to hurt anyone i accidentally sent
my heart... seven now i pay the price 8 tortures minus 1 means 7 is tortured
poem by David Knox
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Midnight Prayer
I Want To Know Why It Feels Like I'm Wasting My Time. Is Their Anybody Out Their. Am I Out Of My Mind. Please Show Me A Sign. A Sign That Shows Me I'm Fine. Like A Wounded Child I Hide In My Corner Waiting For That Oh So Perfect Day. Tell Me That Days Here. Has It Come And Gone. Is Their No More Second Chances. If You Only Knew How I Felt. But You Won't Even Listen. Not Even For A Second. The World Has Broken. Its Just No Longer Working. I Want To Know Why It Feels Like I'm Wasting My Time. Is Their Anybody Out There. Am I Out Of My Mined. Please Show Me A Sign. A Sign That Shows Me Everything Will Be Fine. Its My Midnight Prayer As Close My Eyes. Waiting For The Next Sunrise. I Hope It Comes Soon Now. I'm Just So Tired Of Waiting. Its Been Over Three Years Now Since We've Gone Our Separate Ways. And I Still Feel Your Presence. Everywhere Around Me. A Ghost Of Material Things, Just Burn Them All Away. And Just Then It Be Okay. I Want To Know Why It Feels Like I'm Wasting My Time. Is There Anybody Out Their. Am I Out Of My Mined. Please Show Me A Sign. A Sign That Shows Me I'm Fine. Weathering Storm, Holding Your Own. But Nobody Can Do It All Alone. There Comes A Time When You Must Swallow Your Pride, Embrace The Love Of Others. It Cant Hurt That Bad Can It. Just Because Your So Strong, Doesn't Mean You Have So Dumb. I Scream, Scream, And Scream I'm Here To Help. But Still You Don't Hear Me. Forever On Deaf Ears. I Want To Know Why It Feels Like Why I'm Wasting My Time. Is Their Anybody Out Their. Am I Out Of My Mined. Please Show Me A Sign. A Sign That Shows Me That I'm Fine.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Part of what Special Olympics is trying to do is break down stereotypes that still exist for people. There is still a lot of fear.
quote by Maria Shriver
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The Visitors
I hear the doorbell ring and suddenly the panic takes me
The sound so ominously tearing through the silence
I cannot move, Im standing
Numb and frozen
Among the things I love so dearly
The books, the paintings and the furniture
Help me...
The signals sounding once again and someone tries the doorknob
None of my friends would be so stupidly impatient
And they dont dare to come here
Anymore now
But how I loved our secret meetings
We talked and talked in quiet voices
Smiling...
Now I hear them moving muffled noises coming through the door I feel Im crackin up
Voices growing louder, irritation building and Im close to fainting crackin up
They must know by now Im in here trembling in a terror evergrowing crackin up
My whole world is falling, going crazy there is no escaping now, Im crackin up
These walls have witnessed all the anguish of humiliation
And seen the hope of freedom glow in shining faces
And now theyve come to take me
Come to break me
And yet it isnt unexpected
I have been waiting for these visitors
Help me...
Now I hear them moving muffled noises coming through the door I feel Im crackin up
Voices growing louder, irritation building and Im close to fainting crackin up
They must know by now Im in here trembling in a terror evergrowing crackin up
My whole world is falling, going crazy there is no escaping now, Im crackin up
Now I hear them moving muffled noises coming through the door I feel Im crackin up voices growing louder, irritation building and Im close to fainting crackin up
(I have been waiting for these visitors)
They must know by now Im in here trembling in a terror evergrowing crackin up
(I have been waiting for these visitors)
My whole world is falling, going crazy there is no escaping now, Im crackin up
(I have been waiting for these visitors)
Now I hear them moving muffled noises coming through the door I feel Im crackin up
(I have been waiting for these visitors)
Voices growing louder, irritation building and Im close to fainting crackin up
(I have been waiting for these visitors)
They must know by now Im in here trembling in a terror evergrowing crackin up
(I have been waiting for these visitors)
My whole world is falling, going crazy there is no escaping now, Im crackin up
(fade)
song performed by by ABBA
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Plastic Man
A man lives at the corner of the street,
And his neighbors think hes helpful and hes sweet,
cause he never swears and he always shakes you by the hand,
But no one knows he really is a plastic man.
Hes got plastic heart, plastic teeth and toes,
(yeah, hes plastic man)
Hes got plastic knees and a perfect plastic nose.
(yeah, hes plastic man)
Hes got plastic lips that hide his plastic teeth and gums,
And plastic legs that reach up to his plastic bum.
(plastic bum)
Plastic man got no brain,
Plastic man dont feel no pain,
Plastic people look the same,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Kick his shin or tread on his face,
Pull his nose all over the place,
He cant disfigure, or disgrace,
Plastic man (plastic man).
Hes got plastic flowers growing up the walls,
He eats plastic food with a plastic knife and fork,
He likes plastic cups and saucers cause they never break,
And he likes to lick his gravy off a plastic plate.
Plastic man got no brain,
Plastic man dont feel no pain,
Plastic people look the same,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Kick his shin or tread on his face,
Pull his nose all over the place,
He cant disfigure, or disgrace,
Plastic man (plastic man).
Hes got a plastic wife who wears a plastic mac,
(yeah, hes plastic man)
And his children wanna be plastic like their dad,
(yeah, hes plastic man)
Hes got a phony smile that makes you think he understands,
But no one ever gets the truth from plastic man (plastic man)
Plastic man (plastic man).
song performed by by Kinks
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The Lonely
The lonely live in silent moonlight
Waiting for dreams with open hearts
Soft words ripple the serene water
The sky is dark, the universe silent
A winter leaf falls to the ground
Alone in the cold wind
Through the wilderness I hear your cry
I wish I could come to your longing heart
I too am searching for the golden kingdom
Through the curtain a light shines faint
We are together in soul and spirit
Children of a dream, waiting, watching
The morning will come soon, sleep my dear
We hope we are in someone else's dream
Hearts are deep wells and fill with sorrow
Today isn't tomorrow, the lonely think it is
Love is so close it is far away
One soul to another soul, see the door way
You are far away, yet I know your soul
We are together, we both are seekers of love
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Can't Smile Without You
You know i can't smile without you
I can't smile without you
I can't laugh, and i can't walk
I'm findin' it hard even to talk
And i feel sad when you're sad
I feel glad when you're glad
And you must know what i'm goin' thru
I just can't smile, without you
You came along just like a song
You brightened my day
Who'd believe you were part of a dream
That only seemed light years away
And you know i can't smile without you
I can't smile without you
And you must know what i'm goin' thru
I just can't smile, without you
Some people say the happiness wave
Is somethin' that's hard to find
Into the new leavin' the old behind me
And i feel sad when you're sad
I feel glad when you're glad
And you must know what i'm goin' thru
I just can't smile, without you
And i feel sad when you're sad
I feel glad when you're glad
And you must know what i'm goin' thru
I just can't smile, without you
You must know what i'm goin' thru
I just can't smile, without you
song performed by by Carpenters
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Ain't Misbehavin'
No one to talk with
All by myself
No one to walk with
But I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
I know for certain
The one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
Like Jack Horner
In the corner
Don't go nowhere
What do I care
Your kisses
Are worth waiting for
Believe me
I don't stay out late
Don't care to go
I'm home about eight
Just me and my radio
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my-y love for you
Like Jack Horner
In the corner
Don't go nowhere
What do I care
Your kisses
Are worth waiting for
Believe me-ee
I don't stay out late
Don't care to go
I'm home about eight
Just me and my radio
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm saving my love for you...
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Smile For Me
'Smile for me!
Is somebody waiting for me?
She took this picture
Did she take it for me?
Time is ticking,
Her smile insists, just to tell her was she waiting me?
When she smiles, I feel it, I know, I see it.
When she’s happy,
Smiles so bright, gives me another reason
For her her I’d fight!
I am happy when she’s happy
I smile when she smiles
I face the fact that it’s just her smile.
But I know inside,
Deep inside that smile,
She smiles for me, just for awhile.
A picture perfected, you should see
I just love it when she smiles for me.
She inspires me to reach out my hand
Hold her close
Let her stand
That smile of hers, no one can take,
No matter how early, no matter how late.
The time it takes, you must understand
It starting now, it starts again.
When you see her smile
It makes you see, just how deep is her real beauty.
To display her I would
Smile for me she should
My day would be complete, when she even smiles for me.
Those eyes, that skin, her hair, that grin
Makes you forget what world you are in
Her eyes I gaze
Her hands so soft
When she?
Will she?
I think she ought.
Smile for me, not the first or the last
Just smile for me, my time has past
I wait to see that smile she wore
She smiles for me forevermore.
Did I miss it?
Here it comes, a smile for me is coming out
But when, If, I wonder how.
She smiles when she sees me, when I am no where around
That smile she has inspires us all.
Will she smile? will she smile at all?
I wait to see, is it coming out? That smile is here,
It’s out it’s out
Taken with time
A grin so new
Just one more smile
Ok make it two.
Held in my arms.
Waiting’ to see.
Smiling, waiting, too much to ask,
But smile for me, at last, at last!
I saw one coming out
Here’s another
She smiles, she smiles like no other.
When she, will she, I should wonder,
But that smile of hers is the 9th world wonder.
Smile for me, smile wide smile bright!
Give me a smile to rest with tonight.
My smile is yours as you can see,
But smile for me so they all can see.
Hidden behind that timeless frame,
Is a smile I would love to see again and again'
poem by Antonio Lockridge
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Pity? You don't want to be pitied because you're a cripple in a wheelchair? Stay in your house!
quote by Jerry Lewis
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Jimmy
Well I kinda feel sorry for jimmy
Yeah but you dont know the whole story he wasnt a nice guy
Whaddya mean?
Let me tell ya
Jimmys in a wheel chair and I dont care
He used to walk his dog
And then hed beat him good
Like his pretty wife
And now theyre up and gone
And jimmys in a wheelchair and I dont care
He was the president
Of a company
He kept his workers poor
Hed lie and cheat and steal
Well when justice strikes
Well every once in a while
It makes a bullseye hit
Well every once in a while
He used to yell and scream
Until his son would cry
Then hed run him down
Well he dont run no more
Jimmys in a wheelchair and I dont care
He got big and fat
And he was ridin high
Makin lots of cash
Trashin others lives
Now jimmys in a wheelchair and I dont care
Lord he had it comin
Now hes cryin in his beer
Lord have mercy on this man
song performed by by Devo
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Vision
You Fear that lives;
Oh! What can happen next
Tomorrow: behind the eyes;
Behind the deep far skies;
As the sea- bottom is-
Silent and motionless.
You Fear that melts the heart
Where is my heart
Where in my heart it dwells?
Oh what a sorrow:
To be disabled to see the morrow!
Much worse: a vision in vain.
To see the coming end in a glance
And gaze waiting for it!
(my first poem: now I see I was afraid of life; human feelings; but fear of life is not good; now I am going to fear nothing)
'Revision'
My last word
No fear
Love is here! !
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poem by Eman Elbadawi
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It's Hard Being Disabled Period
It’s hard being disabled period.
But to be young, disabled and
in search of love some times seems
ridiculous.
For when you are in a wheelchair
People of the opposite sex seem
to never pay you any attention,
and if they do they always seem to
just want to be friends.
Well, I got plenty of friends,
but I have not one lover.
It’s hard being disabled period.
But it’s even harder to be young, disabled
and in search for love.
on This Special Christmas
How do you celebrate Christmas?
Buy a new dress....
Buy a new shoes....
Go to Church....
Having party in the garden
Cooking with your spouse
on the night before Christmas
Then, after that what
Do you feel happy?
Do you feel fun?
Do you think of the poor family on the street?
Can not celebrate any of the holidays
Everyday for them just hope
Holiday is just the same with other day
Can you imagine people who is sick?
People who need wheelchair to go
but do not have money to buy
It's fine to have a Christmas party
It's fine to buy many new things and gifts
But, can we try to give charity
Buy a wheelchair for one sick and poor people
It's a Christmas moment
It's a Christmas with a valuable meaning
Smile when this Christmas come
The Olympics are coming... and it's a big problem in American politics, because the problem with holding the Olympics this fall is that we're all going to be focused on the Olympics, and it makes that window of opportunity for Gore to win the election that much smaller.
quote by Susan Estrich
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Maths In The Park (For Marzena)
Park divided by ducks is standard
Dogs plus leads is dictatorship
Sun minus light is evening
Eyes multiplied by hair is laughter
Love minus pity is selfless
Affection multiplied by love is adoration
Hate minus passion is military
Devotion divided by sense is religion
The world divided by humanity is paradise.
poem by Leslie Philibert
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