Disability Poems - Poems about Disability

We must clear the signs If visitors come. The instructions on how to Wipe and clean. It is for shame, to not Embarrass him. Signs encouraging growth and how to Self-sustain. What do they think of My old cracking bathroom? If they knew the battles fought here, the messes made! At least the dog can still be washed here. So that’s one...

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DEATH THREATS POURED IN DURING MY STROKE AND ANEURYSM AS MY STALKER JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY ABUSED HER POWER AND BEGAN EXTORTING MY SOCIAL SECURITY CHECKS WHILE MY DISABLED HUSBAND SUPPORTED ME WITH UNDERLYING CONDITIONS QUARENTINED WITH COVID THIS JAMAICAN DOMESTIC TERRORISTS IMPERSONATED ME IT BEGAN WITH HER ADULTERY WITH MY ABUSIVE EX SHE IMPERSONATED...

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Where was your manual for me. The mandatory rehabilitation. Ignorance is bliss and you had built up frustration. Aggravation. Where was your patience. Waiting for the other shoe to drop contemplating. we needed a manual for the situation. That’s all i’m saying. On the other hand where was the contribution. lost for words at the amusement. The alternative resolution. Where was your manual for me. The...

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Great tiny apple Consequence of branches untrimmed Will anyone bother to learn That you are Defiantly delicious? ...

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I splat the slim cigarette's ashes onto the pavement, Little to no care of my own psychological impairment, While living through life with no means of any repayment. ...

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Through out the years the brown eye girl has seen it, have heard it even been a victim to it. From the way people talked to her and others like her to how they treat them as if they were less then human. They may not say they treat people any different than...

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Christian quote: He who mistreats the most unfortunate among us, mistreats me—Jesus Cruelty On Parade He enjoys mocking the severely ill and lame Cruelty unbridled that's his game The Good Book he'll tout "Don't dare call me a lout" How dare he campaign in the glow of His name ...

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She hears the same thing all the time. “She needs to learn her place and stay there.” The brown eye girl is sick of hearing it even in whispers from people. Year after year the brown eye girl has to Indore the b.s from people around her. Do they honestly think she doesn’t understand what...

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I have a disability no one else can see, People think I'm normal but it's hidden inside of me. Sometime I'm happy other times I'm sad, Anxiety depression doctors said but others think I'm mad. They all just say get a grip there are happy times ahead, It's easy for them to say as they can't see in my head. A...

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Wheels spin, dreams unfold Stories untold, waiting to be told A world built for some, not for all But change is coming, hear the call Ramps rise, like bridges to the sky Saying "You belong" without a lie Concrete and metal, simple design But they're lifelines, almost divine For those who roll instead of walk These slopes are more than idle talk They're freedom, dignity,...

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His radiant countenance exudes vibrant thanksgiving while cheering with jubilant glow… yet, his lips couldn’t verbalize it. So, here am I… his Mom, in striving to talk about it would rather poetically express special child’s mirth of purity upon learning that he is commended for his achievement in his learning endeavor. He was diagnosed with infantile spasm epilepsy “to progress toward retrogression” breaking my heart...

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Please bare with me I received 24 injections in my head for traumatic headaches due to a traumatic brain injury This began with my reporting break in a few poems scattered to my surprise jay Townsend Johnson Henry arrived with a gunman to end my life she became obsessed with my identity very enraged after...

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Being emotionally disabled can be very embarrassing at times many people just don't understand why you can't stop crying my young children said my mom has the crying disease I wasn't always disabled nor did I want to be I didn't always except it either it took a while of suffering actually afraid to...

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I’m not a shrinking violet Who is happy to Just fade and disappear, I want to take the world By the scruff of the neck And let it know I’m here. I refuse to be restricted By physical boundaries, I want to spread my wings, I’m not content that my Heart is merely beating, I won’t be happy until it sings. In planetary terms Our...

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Life with a disability is hard, This I know, but lots of people Are still unaware of Non visible disabilities. These people treat us unfairly, Creating problems and pinning The blame on us for their actions, Leading them to trouble. The reason for their behaviour Unknown, maybe unaware of The law, maybe the way they Were raised, maybe just no sense. Perhaps...

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