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[sid] => 153934
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Cripple
[time] => 2009-10-09 14:13:58
[hometext] => Feelings of a man, once whole.
[bodytext] => My body is broken. My legs do not work. Like a turtle stuck on it's shell. and although my feeble heart is whole, My body is a store of defective cells. I am undesirable. I wait. I wait til the sky darkens, to hide, I suffocate, I am confined. I am an abundant of , unnamed, handicapped, retarded, maimed/lame? (disabled is more socially acceptable) disabled is more socially acceptable? you won't catch the Jone's keeping up with me. But I am a valuable member of your society if i didn't exist, who would you pity? who would you mock? who would you peer at with wide delighted eyes? Who would God have healed? who would provide your sense of wellbeing when you are a blind mans eyes when you hold a cripples hand? During the times of my anguish and suffering allowing the able bodied to feel better, thats what i can't stand. I carry the shattered pieces on my shoulders But my Lord carries my burden with me, and as i watch my life unfold in the sky i begin to understand that for me there is always one set of footprints in the sand. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 73 [informant] => Nancypants [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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