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I Am Not Dead
Strolling in the sunshine,
Hiding in the shadows,
Is an old man who cannot leap.
He said,
To be a crip,
Is to know which way to shift.
To be a crip,
Is a pair of big round wheels to grip.
To be a crip,
Is to never gyp.
We outstrip and never trip.
We keep a grasp and never crack!
We stiff up our torso and arch our back!
We flex our neck and proudly wag!
Cuz for I, a crip,
Hardship is championship!
© Raineorshine
Hiding in the shadows,
Is an old man who cannot leap.
He said,
To be a crip,
Is to know which way to shift.
To be a crip,
Is a pair of big round wheels to grip.
To be a crip,
Is to never gyp.
We outstrip and never trip.
We keep a grasp and never crack!
We stiff up our torso and arch our back!
We flex our neck and proudly wag!
Cuz for I, a crip,
Hardship is championship!
© Raineorshine
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