Where is the light in the night?
Where is the lime light of the unfit?
How is the shadow of the fit casted and fitted to the unfit?
  
Who walks and talks with the disabled?
Why stalk?
Why crawl when you are abled?
Can I sit?
Can I fit?

Where amongst the abled do I feel?
Can I meet and greet the disabled?
Can I fit my feet?
Would you sleep,if I keep and feed the unfit for a week?
Do you weep and wipe off tears of fear?
Who hears my cries when my ear is broken?
Who sees  and  feeds  the sheep that wears  black wool?
Who makes money better,when  honey tastes bitter?
Where the heat goes when my seat is empty?

Who cares and stares at the stars
that share  a night in a rain?
Can you try and fly up the sky when everyone is bound and  sounds  wounded?
Are  you  able to see the geese and its bleeding  feet?
Who eat  flies with a sweet closed mouth?
Am I able to fit in the shoe?
Who circle the circles and squares  rounded by circles?
Who sheds  black and white tears but  fear grey bears?
Who draws the hearts of love in a hut of  law ?
Which attitude draws long  lines of  latitude over lonely  longitude?
Who is abled to replace  perfections that are misplaced by imperfections?
Which  angle tangles the angles of angels?


Can I fit?
Do I fit?
Am I  abled not disabled to fit in a shoe?
Who is able to fit ?