Poem about brain damage: Karma speaks to my soul
Poem about brain damage
Karma Speaks To My Soul
My name is brain damage,
I’m here to teach you many things,
You must learn patience
You must learn that beauty
Isn’t skin deep,
And that spoken words
Fade away into the ether,
That you can write,
And create beautiful art
Life won’t be easy for you,
You will have to endure a lot of pain,
You’ll have to have lots of physical therapy,
You’ll have to wear braces on your legs.
You will have a severe speech impairment,
You will have to learn
To love yourself,
It will take many years:
After you learn that your own
Spirit is always within you,
And that same Spirit is in others-
You’ll be joyful, and love will
Spill into your artwork and writing,
So you must never give up
Always remember your aspirations —
Try each day to begin anew –
Even if it takes many
Sunrises, rainy days…
Always remember who you are:
You are love, you are a song,
You are a queen, you are an artist,
You are heart and soul,
You are fearless, and you are hope
For parents of children with cerebral palsy.
Karma, can I say something?
I don’t want to be this person!
I want an easier life,
What did I do to deserve
So much body karma?
I don’t want to be an “inspiration”!
Go away, here comes my mother.
My Child, if you can bear the pain,
You’ll be greatly rewarded,
I’m sorry, I can’t reduce this karma.
Then, piss off!
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Tamar Raine lives with cerebral palsy, two cats, and soon, a dog. She is a prolific poet and artist. She has cruised the online spaces starting with compu$erve starting in 1984. She is a lifelong activist for all kinds of causes.