I Don’t Need Your Withering Looks of Pity
Ending Ableism

The marvelous richness of human experience would lose something of rewarding joy if there were no limitations to overcome. The hilltop hour would not be half so wonderful if there were no dark valleys to traverse.” — Helen Keller
I don’t need
Your withering
Looks of pity.
My life isn’t
Some Shakespearean tragedy.
My life isn’t
All about drama.
I have good
Days
And bad
The same
As anybody
Don’t paint
A tragic
Picture
That isn’t my
Reality.
Don’t whisper
Disability
Like its
A dirty word
You don’t have
To skate around the
Truth
But remember
I am a person
First
The same
As you.
© Michelle R Kidwell
July.27.2022
About the Creator
Michelle Renee Kidwell
Abled does not mean enabled. Disabled does not mean less abled.” ― Khang Kijarro Nguyen
Fighting to end ableism, one, poem, story, article at a time. Will you join me?

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