As a disabled man, let my life be a reflection of the endless amount of ability that exists in each and everyone of us.
Life isn’t all about what you don’t have, but yet, what you do with what you have been given.
Build your world around me, and promise to never let me go, and if ever their comes a time it may seem crowded, may we expand so love may grow.
Tears are the body’s raindrops of emotion.
We, the one’s who are challenged, need to be heard. To be seen not as a disability, but as a person who has, and will continue to bloom. To be seen not only as a handicap, but as a well intact human being.
There may be troubled waters along the many paths my life shall take, but only I as a man, may keep my vessel afloat, and guide myself straight.
It doesn’t matter which side of the tracks your from, the train still rolls the same.
The mind is like a sponge, soaking up endless drops of knowledge.
In the dark, equality for all of mankind couldn’t seem brighter.
No disability or dictionary out there is capable of clearly defining who we are as a person.
Poetry, is the insulation that lies between the inner walls of the mind.
Let your courage and determination be the vehicle that drives you, and takes you anywhere in this life you wanna go.
If my body were a tree trunk, the rings would surely reveal the time it has had to mature.
To be, I must endure the pain.
Reality bites, and I’ve got the teeth marks to prove it.
Every failure is just another step closer to a win. Never stop trying.
Where ever fear exists, courage can be found.
Friendship reaches well above all currency.
Success is measured simply by the amount of effort we put forth, in conquering our objectives.
Life is a challenge, and I’m staying in the game to win.
He who dares to speak with a razor sharp tongue, shall in end, bare the final scar.