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Touch the Sky
I’m often like a little child
I look up at the clouds
and then I reach my hand up
in an effort to touch sky.
See I believe if I
touch the sky then
just maybe I will
shake the hand of
the creator.
And after I shake the creator’s
hand then maybe I get the
respect I deserve.
Maybe I will no longer be looked
at as dangerous because of
the complexion of my skin.
Also maybe I will no longer be belittled
just because I have a disability.
And finally maybe I will be able to go to sleep
at night looking forward to waking up instead of
hoping for death.
And that’s is why I’ll keep reaching
until I touch the sky.
poem
by
Lore Me34
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