TELLING IS NOT JUST FILLING. IT SHOULD BE AN YELLING OF COLLECTED FEELING!

GRANNIES DIE BUT THEIR VIRTUES DON’T.   I can’t see her anymore: She had left and gone far, By leaving an indelible fingers mark, By bestowing a stifling darkness!   She flew away to taste, The territorial life and memory, On a detached aboard, Being undisturbed by the maternal longings!   Like a life warrior, She led many battles, Being defeated by some and destroying none, With the artillery of love and wisdom!   With the strong naked feet, She traversed many a mile, Not just on Greenfields She scaled our ups and downs too!   Was not designated: As a teacher or a doctor, But exceled in both, Through the preach and practice of truth!   Her turmeric yellow countenance: Was the domesticated golden sun, Kept launching our day’s morning, Rewarded enough light to shine!   Her lips commended and several hands obeyed: Acquired that experiential mastery, Reducing any bigger into little was he...

A DAY OF DARKNESS.   The day is constituted, To make the exclusion bigger, The other days in the year, Join to make the separation speak!   Some give fingers, But keep their hands with them, A few gives hand, But their fingers do not fit in!   We ask for a path, To strive, love and lead, But they give us a road, Where our agony and anxiety bleed!   With your name Sun schemes, You put us in shame and tame, From your list and twist, You feel us with low and blow!   The disability day is pedantically international, But the treatment given to us is pretty local, Politically our voices are not vocal, The day is not far for the darkness to twinkle!   Our legal jobs are denied, By pointing the irrevocable blindness. On par existence gets declined, Teach the society to be inclusively inclined!   Allow us wherever you are, Make us hear whatever you listen, Let us all receive whatever you see, ...

N UNPRAGMATIC RATIONALISTS.   The weavers of senses, Precisely the custodians of sixth, In gatherings, on stages and shows, A tenacious Appeal to the wisdom, Charge down to fabricate the brines!   But do not comprehend, The desperation, pain and agony, And the voiceless experience, Of the blind and handicap, Radically left undelivered!   From the doctrine enchanted, They tend to exclude, The dogmas of the disabled. But they claim and assert, They speak for all and ignore none!   Let the intellectuals, Be cautioned and educated, About the language and life, That enfolds miseries and histories, Of those designated to be dependent!   Be ashamed at least, The speakers of radical thought, Being unaware of the coexisting race, You pester them with an approach, Of unlettered, ungrown, unwanted!   You incapacitate your vision: When not lifting those to be lifted. And you exhibit your position, Of...