Autism Spectrum Disorder: I am the 'They'
A poetic response to RFK Jr's comments on ASD
Autism Spectrum Disorder: I am the 'They'
When you say,
"They'll never pay taxes"
you are talking about me.
"They" have paid taxes since
I first held a job.
Long before you said I couldn't.
And if I had not?
Would that make me less?
Should I be erased
Because your standards
Are measuring a human life,
Which smarts of eugenics?
Or am I not 'them'?
Because I have succeeded
In a Game of Life
Not made for me?
Was it not enough
To make the Rules confusing?
When you say,
"They'll never play baseball"
you are talking about me.
And if how I play
Looks different from you
Aren't I still playing?
And if I had not?
Because the 'crack!'
Of the ball hurts
And the cheering crowd
Makes me want to hide
Or if I had anxiety
Or if I had depression
Why is my life being measured
By whether I can play
In a Game of Life
Where you dress up as the umpire?
"They'll never write a poem"
You say, with false expectations
Of what poetry can be.
Even if I cannot write this
Which I can
As you read it
There are other poems
In this Game of Life
While my friend cooks me food
"Happy! Happy! Happy!"
I sing, as I enjoy life.
Is a song not poetry enough?
Or will you judge my poetry
As you judge me?
Because I'm not the 'them'
You're measuring.
My life is 'worth it' because
I can do those thing
Rather than
Cannot.
But why is my worth
Based on a Game
You should have no right
To write the rules of?
And you cry
"They'll never go out on a date"
Because those who do
Aren't 'autistic enough'
As if we need to be
All one version of disabled
Just for you.
And so what if I didn't
So what if I hadn't
Can't I be happy instead?
Is the merit of existence
Whether one 'can' anything?
Or isn't it enough to
Just exist?
I can use the toilet
Unassisted.
But won't you
Need assistance
When your hair has turned grey
And your legs shake?
What makes your life
Unworthy then?
Or will you change the Rules
Of the Game of Life
So that you are okay
And 'they' are not?
You see the world
As black or white
And dictate my rights
Based on your version
Of the Game of Life.
Your version sucks.
I am 'they' -
Autistic and all.
But you don't see
The spectrum
As a spectrum
At all.
About the Creator
Minte Stara
Small writer and artist who spends a lot of their time stuck in books, the past, and probably a library.
Currently I'm working on my debut novel What's Normal Here, a historical/fantasy romance.



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