Autism is Not a Disease—A Poem

Autism is not a disease
Fill you with dis-ease our real, bodies aching
like yours
no longer an “other”
can’t turn your back when we’re your friends, your family, your lover.
Autism is me
Rejecting years of shame
Piled on like weights too heavy to see past your shame
Your blame is not me
Your fear is not me
I rise above your insult
Fire bird in full flight
And when….and when you finally see us human
You’ll have to look at yourself, your fear, your insecurity
Autism is not a disease
Your hate doesn’t touch, cannot damage
This body finally set free

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