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 When, 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; Then, Only then, I can smell the joys of life And taste the beauty of living. Pray tell, who is disabled? So, 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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