A STANGE KIND OF MAN
In the country of my birth , I am a strangerThose who meet some how never see me
I am invisible
They never see me as I am , never hear and listen to me
None as those who are blind , wont open there eyes
None as deaf , as those who will not hear and listen
Thus , it has been ever sadly so
Many , they will say: '' he's a strange bloke he is ''
Some even say when talking about me , talk about me as if I am not there:
'' He's speshal needs ''
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith
Poetry by ken d williams

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Written on 2014-01-12 at 14:40




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