Inability

Pain and limitation

Aren’t the things that I detest.

It’s the absence of a life

That I hate most, I confess.

I can reach things with a reacher.

I can even drive a car.

But without accessibility

I can’t get very far.

Like doorsteps with a ridge

That stop me in my tracks.

And public buildings without ramps,

I consider lax.

I know the world has come so far,

Technology and all;

But insight still is needed,

Even at the mall.

 

They make you walk a distance

To their office for wheelchairs.

Don’t they know, if you could walk that far

You wouldn’t need the chair!

And have you seen that escalators

In the mall abound?

But needed elevators

Aren’t easy to be found.

The absence of a livelihood

And inability

To still be self supporting

So distresses me.

 

God, you see within my heart

And you know I’m wearing thin.

Would you strengthen me in spirit

Till a miracle comes in?

Copyright 2002 Mary Jane Gonzales