I work with the developmentally disabled
I love them all for who they are
Some have improved
but mostly not
It can be difficult to observe for some
I can seem to handle it
Reason being they are flesh and blood like you and me
Obviously they didn't ask for this life
No one would
I would change roles with them if I could
They were dealt a bad hand
Trust me on this
However, these guys I call my friends don't know and will never know they have a hard life
One proof I believe there is a God
just think they don't care about having a car to go places
They don't care that they are having chicken for dinner
They only care about not being alone
They don't know why or understand it
You see believe it or not they have been blessed
Not the way you or I would feel blessed
I believe they feel blessed because they have never known
the despair or sadness
their caretakers feel
It's like being born and growing up without a mom or dad
You can't miss what you never had
I know this sounds sad
but to them they all are glad
You see people love them for who they are
Not for what they aren't
Maybe the modern world could take a lesson from my guys
They don't know any better
And we all love them for it
They are actually teaching us
Yet the rest of us put up some kind of stupid fuss
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