Trapped in a cage, though the bars unseen, A world of motion, a life serene. They see the stillness, a peaceful guise, But the storm within my own two eyes. A symphony of aches, a constant drone, A fire that burns where flesh and bone Should move with...
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Spinal Cord Collaboration Speech
This is the speech I gave ar the spinal cord collaboration. Today, I stand before you to shed light on a topic that often goes unnoticed—the struggles faced by spinal cord individuals. It is a journey marked by immense challenges, both physical and emotional, but one that carries...
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The Climb
Steel steed by my side, we conquer the trail, Not with swift strides, but with spirit that won’t fail. Wheels carve a path through the whispering pines, Sun dappled leaves dance in dappled designs. The earth greets my touch, though hands cannot roam, Rocks warm beneath, whispering secrets...
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Don’t Give Up
Here’s an uplifting poem about never giving up on yourself: Don’t let doubt dim your fire, Though the path ahead seems dire. Hold your head up to the sky, Let your spirit soar on high. Each stumble, a chance to learn, With each fall, a lesson earned. Rise...
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Four Walls
In four walls, a world transformed, Muscles stilled, a life reformed. Once fluid grace, now bound by chair, Adapting wings, to find new air. The mind, a compass, strong and true, Charts a course in shades of blue. Frustration’s tide, it ebbs and flows, But will to thrive,...
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Over Coming Odds
A world confined, a body stilled,A diagnosis, a future chilled.Quadriplegic, the verdict fell,Hope’s fragile flame, they almost quell. But in that heart, a fire burned,A spirit fierce, for life unturned.The odds they stacked, a mountain high,Yet in their gaze, a steely eye. Through therapy’s relentless grind,They pushed their...
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The Dead Tree
The sentinel stood, a skeletal frame, A silhouette stark, whispered death’s cold name. Branches like bones, clawed at the sky, No leaves to unfurl, just a mournful sigh. Seasons had turned, a silent ballet, Winter’s white shroud, spring’s verdant display. But the dead tree remained, a haunting sight,...
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World Of Motion
In a world of motion, I find my stillness,A captive soul in a body unyielding.Muscles that fired now forever stalled,Dreams once vibrant, patiently enthralled. Each breath a battle, a fight for control,The simplest tasks a story to be told.A symphony of care, a chorus of need,Independence a whisper,...
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A Quadriplegic’s Battle
A quadriplegic’s battle is one of constant strife. It’s like a war on every front with never a respite. The enemy is strong and cruel, with no concern for life. It takes away your ability to move, breathe, and thrive. But even though the battle’s long And hope...
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Thoughts
I sit and think it only takes a split second to change your life and all those close to you. It’s a ripple effect that stretches further than you could imagine.
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