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Disability Pride

This motivation poem shows/tells people with disabilities are a pride and we can do anything together

Roar

before I tell you about how are we gonna defeat

yeet this disability to the elite

listen to this beat

I need to tell you about

why are you listening to me

your feat marching with me

this revolution

why is it behind me

Gees feels like the lion of the tribe of Judah

died building through his motivation by my tears

I shear every time

I hear stop

this rhyming crapits not helping no-body back

 

oh Jesus Christ

 

why is my story like yours

you got forty nails in the hands never flinched or fled on your people

I got plenty scars on my body

never stopped writing even if I know

no ones reading

 

I promise ill never stop grinding hoping one day

we see disability rising

this pride reaching their ability and teaching it to lay down I'm rising up

never stopping claw and climbing

this Pride wont ever stop rising

I know theirs gonna be a lot of fighting hopefully its just through speaking my poetry mind bending


freaking thinking Beacon

is just a flash in the past this disability rap will last

trust me trust me

I'm a disability, disability with a dream just like you

 

I might not have the same privilege

as you as damn sure I'm working harder than you

 

blew it I might be slower than you

but I'm gonna keep running through and one day

 

the hare and the tortoise will come true, true

Oh god help me if I'm just rhyming these beautiful writings in my bedroom

am I helping

not just fighting for my own fame

I'm hiding to make a righteous name pretending

I'm fine really shaming the listeners by being shy

binding my skills buying time until I pop up

and

 

make this disability pride make noise and a noise

make them follow my voice its a choice

but if I make them follow my voice

you don't have no choice to listen to our noise, noise make it Loud

make them brood everyday your around

think you lose

reality your choosing your next move


like Jesus has bruises he knew

it was a little pain to face to make us proud of this lightning he processes is a new thought from

Gods new testament the only one worth it to read his glory and write his story all over the world

so the world can see my gift


god has delivered to me to write until I bleed

in the history books for this disability movement to keep rolling on and on

 

God

at least tell people were playing the same game we might be lame

but this disability pride will not be slain

stand up tribe don't become a slave to you

think

we just mediocre names like maids no shame

being frames but if we just holding the picture

not peeling back the image what's the difference from me and you,

me and you just finding our way


in this big big life

I just picked rhyming what's the criming about a disability trying

why you fuming over my decision by thriving in this parable terrible world where the government

plays as god and decides on who shall be

King Kong

 

I'm writing new words finding new ways to delete this ever changing fight

I'm tough enough

that's why I survive I'm alive in front of a computer screen

I die in front of crowded scenes but I try so much I cry at night

 

when I go back home

I'm bright inside the stress overtakes my mind

I deny to sit by while life is flying by so I write do whatever I can might on my shoulders to help my kind

find their ability

is so much in another time

no one wants to acknowledge this

disability pride


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