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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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