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Apr 2019
It is hard more than you may ruminate
living with disability,
a wheelchair to make a move,
white cane to ensure safety,
While on other hand,
kids jeer left and right but be
Proud as a peacock in your condition for you didn’t choose it.

People talk,
Some gawp,
Others giggle in your condition but it matters not
Keep your nose to the grindstone because
Fortune favours the bold.

Some of you thought of suicide,
some of you suffered depression,
some of you believed that you are not good enough,
with tears in your eyes, questions you asked yourselves,
how did this this happen?
why am I different?

Who are you to judge yourself?
If you could read my mind
You will see that in you, I see
A tycoon,
Philanthropist,
I see a winner in this journey of life
Get out of that cage of self-doubt and put one's shoulder to the wheel
Don’t throw in towel, remember
No arms, no legs Nick Vujicic conquered without an excuse

You can do it,
Believe in yourself,
No matter how hard it might be,
how painful it might look.
Don’t be too ******* yourself
Pull up your socks in that inflexible locus,
because every cloud has a silver lining,
Head up.
Lets support disabled people left and right, up and down
Written by
Albert Chokoe  M
(M)   
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