THE OYSTER CALLED WORLD L

THE OYSTER CALLED WORLD 

I saw them

At me, smile...

Surely they liked

Me, I thought 

Let me go

Hangout with them a

While...

Decided, I!

As my wheelchair 

I rolled

Fast as can be, filled 

Was I 

With a sense

Of belonging...

As I neared, I 

Saw their smiles

Grow to toothy

Grins and wicked 

Laughs!

Why were they 

Laughing so?

I wanted to know.

Reading curiosity 

On my face

The first said 

That though beautiful 

I was a physical disgrace...

And then turned away!

The second nodded 

Adding that though I 

Spoke, my voice 

Was a garble of words

And perhaps I couldn't 

Even understand or hear...

The second turned 

And left

As well!

A frown creased

My brow

Why were they leaving 

Hadn't they beckoned

To me 

With friendly smiles?

I wondered...

The last remained

Standing a while

Grinning...

Kneeling then spoke

To me

Underlying what already 

Was said

Added a thing or two 

More...

I was apparently 

Beautifully pretty

And intelligently smart

But lack I did

The ability 

To capture the walking 

Heart...

I was being admired 

For my smile 

And pretty face alone!

A sad melancholy 

Stole over me

As I turned to 

The sleepy sun...

A gently wind

Caressed and embraced 

Me.. 

A butterfly kissed 

My lips!

I was the beastly beauty 

Of a pearl

In the oyster called 

World...!

      

               FREDERIKA MENEZES