Can You Do It For Me?

There’s no real DisAbility related news today, so, since the last one was such a hit, I’ve decided to share another of my original poems with you. This goes out to all those who can’t, with love, and to all those who can, to maybe, just maybe, make them stop and think. Thanks for reading!

Can You Do It For Me?

I can not kick a ball
Can you kick one for me?
I can not run a stall
At a fair, can you run one for me?

I can not take the bus
Can you take one for me?
I can not make a fuss
Of a child, can you spoil one for me?

I can not run around
Can you do it for me?
I can not sit on the ground
In a field, can you do it for me?

I can not wear high heels
Can you wear some for me?
My seat is on wheels
Not on legs, can you push it for me?

I can not sing a song
Can you sing it for me?
I can not learn to drive along
A road, can you learn it for me?

I can not draw a straight line
Can you draw it for me?
I can not use this pen, though it’s mine
Can you use it for me?

I can not play a drum
Can you play it for me?
I can not hug my mum
So, my friend, can you hug yours for me?

I can not walk down the street
Can you walk one for me?
I can not make use of my feet
They don’t move, can you use yours for me?

I can not take care of my sister
Can you take care of yours for me?
I can not play a game of Twister, which is why
You should play one for me.

I can not sweep my front yard
Can you sweep yours for me?
I can not write a card
It’s Mother’s Day, can you write one to your mum, for me?

I can not read a book, so can not pray
Can you read it to me?
I can not have a look
At accounts, can you check them for me?

I can not love my best friend
Say you love yours, if you do, for me.
My life came to an end
Too soon, please, live yours to the full, just ‘cause you can, for me.