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I am the ***** The hideous, maimed, disfigured-- You look at me with frowns. My skin, with many tones, Too scarred and blotched-- Always offensive to your eye. You laugh at me, I am one of your many clowns-- Sent to earth for your amusement. You view me like a sinner-- God punished me and spared you. I am the oddity, not quite right, A freak of nature, A distortion of the Creator’s beauty, A sacrilege to your righteous self. I am the mold by which you judge All imperfection. I am an outcast, an infidel, a curse, An illegitimate child of heaven sent As image of what you could have been-- Cast into the world to be Looked at as half-human, Made to feel less than whole, and Knowing I will never be even a part. My afflictions are your blessings, My pain, your joy, My tears, your happiness. In me, you have a reason to be thankful. Yes, I am the ***** and this I know for sure: My fate was to be different; My destiny unfolds, but not before Your prying eyes; and Most of all, I find great joy Knowing that regardless my plight, I will be always be me and Never be like you.
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Mar 16, 2010
Mar 16, 2010 at 6:21 PM UTC
The *****
I am the ***** The hideous, maimed, disfigured-- You look at me with frowns. My skin, with many tones, Too scarred and blotched-- Always offensive to your eye. You laugh at me, I am one of your many clowns-- Sent to earth for your amusement. You view me like a sinner-- God punished me and spared you. I am the oddity, not quite right, A freak of nature, A distortion of the Creator’s beauty, A sacrilege to your righteous self. I am the mold by which you judge All imperfection. I am an outcast, an infidel, a curse, An illegitimate child of heaven sent As image of what you could have been-- Cast into the world to be Looked at as half-human, Made to feel less than whole, and Knowing I will never be even a part. My afflictions are your blessings, My pain, your joy, My tears, your happiness. In me, you have a reason to be thankful. Yes, I am the ***** and this I know for sure: My fate was to be different; My destiny unfolds, but not before Your prying eyes; and Most of all, I find great joy Knowing that regardless my plight, I will be always be me and Never be like you.
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Mar 16, 2010
Mar 16, 2010 at 6:21 PM UTC
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