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Oct 2014
I'm wearing a straight jacket all over
As my fashion statement
My body got the memo early
That the world wouldn't be able to handle my movement
So it doesn't move...
Just so that the world doesn't explode from my
Awesomeness
Eyes are glued to me
Like gum to my wheelchair
Because I'm fiercer than BeyoncΓ©

Some have the audacity to try to berate me
Thinking that I'm lesser because
I don't succumb to the filth of the floor
I won't descend to that level
My feet weren't made to stand on this world
God knew that only the best would do
This world isn't ready for my Heavenly struts
Rihanna ain't got nothing on me

I refuse to accept my situation as a prison sentence
My heavy skin isn't my prison warden
It's my accessory for my outfit
Even though I'm rolling here
I'll not only be walking,
I'll be soaring in Heaven

So you don't have to give me your discount pity
I take cash

You may call me a handicap
But I call myself a Princess
Who can only walk on golden roads.
I was just trying to think of how it would feel to be paralysed, but I didn't want to write anything depressing. I wanted to inspire someone to rise from their situation and to love life. Also to understand that God made you amazingly-beautiful, no matter your circumstances. You're fierce in God's eyes and mine.
:)
I love you all
Joelle McCook
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Joelle McCook  Jamaica
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