A Blue Badge & Invisible ME

A Blue Badge & Invisible ME

 

Gone from being life and soul

Health gone down a huge black hole

Rarely getting out too far

Too much pain is the bar

 

A blue badge now has rescued me

When strength allows, it sets me free

It gets me to a needed door

Which was out of my aching reach before

 

Many are in this sorry state

For their freedom

They have to wait

But when that day is finally here

It becomes something they hold dear

 

Many of us hurt like hell

But see us out, you’d think us well

Hidden from the naked eye

You cannot see our invisible cry

 

You may not see a wheelchair

A walking frame or stick

You may not see an outward sign

Of what makes us all so sick

 

It may be just one day a month

That we can venture out

You haven’t seen behind the screen

When good days are in drought

 

The darkened room’s our normal life

So to hear abuse cuts like a knife

Our body’s weak, way off track

We have no strength to answer back

 

If your aim is to protect parking bays

For those you feel deserve

Please understand, across the land

That’s not just your preserve

 

It’s right that those who flaunt the law

Should be held up to account

But unless you can see, invisibility

It’s not a fight that you should mount

 

 

Scribbled windscreen notes of anger

Just shows the knowledge that you lack

If you have a doubt, don’t just shout

Don’t just give us flack

 

Come and chat to find out more

We won’t bite, we won’t bore

Of chronic illness that can’t be seen

Come and learn just what it means

 

And government, I wish to say to you

Thanks for my freedom badge of blue

But there’s a need for education

On TV and radio across the nation

 

We shouldn’t need to endure this rage

Not in this day and age

I want to make it loud and clear

We shouldn’t have to live in fear

 

Our illness is not by our choosing

Just because there’s no bandage or bruising

Doesn’t mean that we are well

But it seems that strangers just can’t tell

 

Educate your people please

This I beg, down on my knees

It’s bad enough to endure

Illnesses with no sight of cure

 

To be called words I can’t repeat

The nicest of them all is ‘cheat’

It’s bad enough being disabled

Without uneducated labels

 

So over to you, those in power

I’m no dainty, delicate flower

But some are broken by this taunting

It scars their lives, forever haunting

 

We need you now to give protection

To those who suffer such rejection

To ignore this cry would be unforgivable

Protect us all who feel invisible.

 

Bill Clayton

© Nov 2018

 

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