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Wheelchair

April 27, 2015
By fenjamenter BRONZE, Village Of Lakewood, Illinois
fenjamenter BRONZE, Village Of Lakewood, Illinois
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Rolling
Endlessly, never able to plant yourself firmly,
with your own two feet.

Rolling
Being pushed and pulled,
going in circles and never able to choose
what direction you want to go in.

Rolling
Stuck on ground floors
claiming to be accessible,
but what’s accessible about stairs?

Rolling
Back and forth but never forward
Clinging to people for support, and life.

Rolling
Growing up with a person,
who looks like you
But you lean on them
like Ivy on a house.

Rolling
starting and stopping but,
Always

Rolling


The author's comments:

My brother was the inspiration behind this poem. 


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on Jun. 20 2015 at 8:21 am
fenjamenter BRONZE, Village Of Lakewood, Illinois
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If you liked this poem or thought it was interesting please leave a comment, and check out my other poem by clicking on more by this author.

on May. 11 2015 at 3:32 pm
fenjamenter BRONZE, Village Of Lakewood, Illinois
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This is my first teen ink submission. What do you guys think?