A handicapped soul

There are, in this existence
Damages and injustices, so brutal
That there are no hopes for remedies
To the spiritual and mental affliction

If one gets convicted unduly for a crime
And gets remanded for long in despair
The spirit loses the ability to be free
And the man becomes more free in prison
Than he feels outside

If a child, with a grim fate, is institutionalized
And is locked in this ‘benevolent’ prison
Until he becomes an adult full grown
He or she will never know how to belong
And be free in the wide society

If a person is born in a dysfunctional home
And abuse, physical or emotional, habitual
And has no relatives for support and succor
Then that person, though fervently wishing,
Will never believe of familial harmony

If one is born with a unique sex
Or a novel sexual inclination
And their community rejects them callously
The damage to the identity and soul
Is an indescribable anguish

Better a revolting physical defect
Though painful and debilitating
Than seeming whole and perfect
With a handicapped heart and soul
Whose bleeding goes unsympathised

© GIDRAF MWANGI