I was inspired to write this poem by my loving brother. He is handicapped. Some people that have seen my brother just see the physical part of him - his looks. They don't see or want to see the wonderfulness within him.
This poem is about finding out the true beauty within.
This poem originally was published in Poems on Life - Family Poems
Hidden Beauty
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saliva drips from the side of his mouth. his voice is ever so muffled. you don't hear him often but his motions speak louder than words. he is judged only by his looks. he is endlessly mocked and verbally abused. he asks me what "retard" means. I cry for him my beloved brother. why are humans so cruel? why do they hurt the unfortunate? you have never met my brother and you might never meet him. but please, if you ever see an unfortunate, please just think of what would happen, if you were in their place, how would you feel? please don't tease others for we are all creations of the Mighty One. in a way, we are all brothers and sisters. my brother is now 12. the rudeness that he has endured still goes on. people still don't see the true beauty within him. he is loving, caring, trusting, loyal. he is beautiful. |
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