Poem: Hop Along

I will not compare you to any four-legged animal.
Nor will I compare you to any two-legged human.
It isn’t right to compare you to someone better.
It isn’t nice of me to contradict what you say.
I will remain close-mouthed, tiptoeing as a mouse.
Space is what you need from me, and nothing else.
The problem is you haven’t realized your legs are gone.
You still think you can walk without any help.
I did not place the crutches beside your bed for nothing.
Nor did I climb all those stairs for my health.
This bitterness within me remains steady.
Strong as ever before, as stubborn by tomorrow.
It isn’t right to be open to this hatred for you.
I wish it would go away, as a short burst of rain.

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