Trust in Others
When using a wheelchair
trust is the key;
Please look past the wheels
and try to see me.
I make my decisions
I choose what to do;
Remember to ask me,
it’s not up to you!
The other night when I went out
I felt I had to scream and shout;
I pleaded ‘No!’, he went ahead it
mattered not that I had said;
‘Please do not tip me back, I’ll fall’;
I had such fear; I felt so small.
There was no need to tilt me back
And now, in him, some trust I lack;
He went against my urgent plea,
I felt he did not care for me.
My heart was racing, my pulse was high
I felt afraid; I won’t deny;
It takes a lot of trust you see
to put yourself in others’ hands,
Insist on choice, it is your right
but keep perspective; don’t lose sight
of their intentions and their fear;
Help them to listen; help them to hear.
Every time you trust another;
husband, sister, friend or mother;
If they hurt you; don’t feel low,
just face your fear and tell them ‘No!’
If you feel what they’re doing is wrong.
Just speak out loud, you must be strong.
A poem submitted by Margaret Ann Elder a member of LCiL
