Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Ode on disability by Carolyn Khor

I have eyes that see
But I see a world of suffering;
I have ears that hear
But all I hear is crying;
I have hands that touch
But I reach not those in pain;
So what use is it then?
That I can smell and taste
If I don’t have eyes
I feel with my heart;
If I don’t have ears
I listen with my heart;
If I don’t have hands
I give with my heart;
Only then,
I can smell the joys of life
And taste the beauty of living.

Pray tell, who is disabled?

Take my sight
Take my hearing
Take my touch
But leave me be my heart.

by Carolyn Khor
July 2, 2013
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