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

And persistence,

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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