Joey sat in the chair he called home
watching the world go by
at ten years old he had a bad start
his legs wouldn't move, how he'd try.
His mom was a working lady
she had to make ends meet
she didn't work hard at anything
she simply would walk the street.
Joey was left alone at night
dreaming of what life could be
all he saw was a window
and outside this great big tree.
He imagined climbing to the top
and shouting with all of his might
hey you down there look at me
I got here with a massive fight.
For all his hardship Joey was content
with the way he was meant to be
never complaining always smiling
for everyone he knew to see.
Getting around in his massive wheelchair
was hard for him to adapt
side walks steep, steps to doors
at times he felt so trapped.
Eventually Joeys mom grew tired of him
her time was selfishly used
Joey was twelve when he was fostered out
at first he blatantly refused.
But he was adopted by a loving family
and treated more like a person
Joey grew up, confident
casting no aspersion.
There are lots of Joeys in this world
who simply want their health
but sadly there are many more
who only think of wealth.
There are millions of disabled people in this World of varying degrees, but it does not make them any different from you and me except they may not get around as well as us, or they may not hear or see as good as us, but they are still flesh and blood the same as us, so they should NEVER be treated any differently.
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