the swifts of her brush leave painted incisions
detailing strokes down to pinpoint precision
beautiful artwork as her own life's ambition
and they said that the blind would never have vision
emotional memories pour out from his hands
strings on the acoustic, into his own personal band
insatiable tunes that would attract many fans
the blind hear it perfect, but as a deaf mute he cant
she paints to his music while he plays for her art
and being disabled never kept them apart
oblivious to their work, it still comes from the heart
talent has guided them straight from the start
frustration has builded and their minds have it caught
unable to experience their work are their thoughts
punches and screaming leave their peacefullness fraught
'the disabled are useless' is what society taught |
Submission Name: SOCIETY'S MISCARRIAGES
