THE CONFESSION OF THE BLIND’S CANE!

THE CONFESSION OF THE BLIND’S CANE!

 

They call me stick:

But they have designed me distinctly,

Painted up with white and red,

Conditioned to be straight and good,

Tuned to have diagonal dance,

Because my boss cannot glance!

Often Engulf into talkative hands,

My masters rarely drop me on sands!

 

I am an extended finger:

On my mind that always linger,

To deduct steeps and bumpiness I peep,

If my master is hurt, I truly weep,

As long as I stay, they wont fall,

Protecting them like an eye is my role,

Between them and the unremoved demolition I am the wall,

To keep them upright I stepdown and crawl!

 

My kindness is always reachable:

Therefore, blindness becomes quenchable,

Don’t designate my heroes as disable,

Me and the technology do enable,

We Provide them facilities to be capable,

They are potentially equipped so not at all gullible,

With the massive digital advancement everything is bridgeable,

My sacrificial love for them is never ever breakable!

 

I am not their children:

Therefore, do not renounce them!

I don’t wish to be a friend,

Because I might become a treacherous Brutus!

Nor their spouse you see,

Hence the option of getting divorced gets nullified!

I am not their electorate,

So could not be bribed with freebees!

 

They and me are not government and parties:

Then we need not mess up with secrets!!

Our relationship is not forged like America and green card,

So why should we be upset about being separated!

I am to them is like poor man’s single wife,

Hence rich and politician’s polygamy never turn out to be a threat!

I am not their commodity and they are not my sellers,

So, we are not being tired of profit or benefit!

 

Offensive words of yours:

Often make my masters shed tears,

You need not provide showers,

But don’t supply fears!

Me and my unsung leaders,

Have not permitted to attain ladders,

With disability we are limited with several borders,

Alas! we are strangled by the euphemistic traders!

 

My relationship with the blind is costly:

But what the scheme givers allocates is miserly,

Don’t treat all disabled equally,

As the deaf, autism, dwarf and physically,

Have issues, demands and requirements uniquely,

Among all, the vulnerable has always been the visually,

By reiterating sightlessness, they are deprived heavily,

The society has not empathised them adequately!

 

If they earn that is taken:

If don’t, by not including they are broken,

When that gets domestically orchestrated, they are shaken,

To none it can be spoken,

As everyone carries ‘visuality is a life’ slogan,

Look at me and be sensibly awaken,

Be equal and don’t assume to be their beacon,

Like you, the earth has begotten them as daughter and son!

 

Dr. U. Mahendran.