Your Idea of Accessible Is Not My Idea a Poem by Patty L. Fletcher – Off the Cuff #PoetryPlace

Your Idea of Accessible Is Not My Idea a Poem by Patty L. Fletcher – Off the Cuff #PoetryPlace

Grab bars by the toilet and in the tub.

 

This, I admit, makes it easier to do my necessary,
and scrub-a-dub-dub-dub.

The layout of the place is lacking.

To me, a blind person the open spaces are distracting.

No reference,
no separation,
section,
landmark,
for lack of other recognition.

Door outside,
rips off the hide.
Heavy,
closes,
fast,
no time to get out,
in a wheelchair,
scary,
Harsh!
Crude,
Crass!

No real consideration.

Grandfathered in they say.

Pfui!

I say.

A talking thermostat for the heat pump.

I’ll give them that.

The doorbell should be for the lady next door.

She cannot hear well, says things sound a roar.

No real notice is taken here,

management a joke!
Friendly to talk to,
polite,
respectful,
but…

Nonconfrontational,

make no wave,
go along to get along,
our needs given a cursory glance.

Elderly frightened to speak up!

Who will do it?

No one!

ME!

By Gods!

I’ve had enough!

We are not the forgotten ones!

I will not have it!

No!

Not I!

Join me, Join me!

Pick up the cry!

It is said,
you can tell the character of a country by how it treats its elderly, its children, and its animals.

What does this say for us?

Aren’t you like me?

Haven’t you too had enough?

Blessid Be to the reader, and to those who would share.

Blessid be to the people.

The people everywhere.

Patty L. Fletcher

Bridging the great chasm which separates the disAbled from the non-disAbled

 

 

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