When I Fail To See

When I fail to SEE the suffering of people,
Do not call me a visually impaired,
But call me a blind.

When I ignore the agony of hard labor,
Do not call me a physically handicapped,
But call me a crippled.

When I am inaudible to the cries of help,
Do not call me a hearing impaired,
But call me a deaf.

When we, the able bodied find it tough,
To survive under the comfortable condition,
How do the disabled survive under the hostile limitation?

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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