Disturbances alarm me
an intentional bystander
burying my head,
avoiding conflict.
Strife spills over
butting up against
personal limitations
forgetting myself
I engage
finding unforeseen strength,
defying odds
then remembering
letting go,
deflated.
I feel targeted
displaced rage
threatens me, stalks
and I am helpless
vulnerable.
My pleas for help
unheard, unanswered.
My life is at stake here people!
Pay attention!
Expectations are high
uplifted by progress;
promising road ahead-
I am out of sync
missing opportunities,
losing my place
forgotten
disability
limits me
I have no strength
but I have needs
Life taunts me
within arms reach
yet inaccessible –
rights diminished.
I crave life,
sustenance,
connection,
in isolation.
One Woman's Quest 