Unmasking Poetry
I cannot write a poem Or so I’ve been told I cannot date I cannot work Or play sports What’s an autistic poet to do, not that I know, I cannot do what I've been doing for years? Who cares if I can or can’t write a poem? Since when has our value been based on poetry? I don’t play baseball; I dont want to I can play baseball I can date I can work When others choose see me as a person I can write at least one poem Though, why stop at one? When in doubt write Let your words out Others don’t define me Or decide my capabilities I don’t have a disease I don’t need your pity or contempt Just your humanity and empathy While not writing this poem… In these dark, deadly times Maybe someday we can all see the humanity in each Learn to treat others as equal In the meantime Write through our confusions Our fears Our doubts Our love Our empathy and humanity...