A child who never weeps

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I am a child , a special child
Punished ,Exterminated because of my disability.
I am a child , was called for infanticide
Innosence were tucked away
felt like a suicide
I am a child whom people took so low
Chained, left on the hills,thrown off cliffs , locked away and drowned.
A father whom I thought my knight
killed me with all his might
But I am a child , a child who never weeps.

Disability is an impurity
Asking help for my mortality
For God in his temple
For I was declined to be near his temple.
Years went by , His son with full of love helped
Helped me of my assistance , Helped me for their salvation , for my salvation.
Struggled , treated like a fool
Sometimes put to death
Ridiculed for my deformities
A chain of unchanging abnormalities in our societies.

Thinking I was accepted by the catholic church , cared in isolation with no education
A humanistic treatment but still they took me so low.
An amazing people came , gave me opportunities to cope , gave me chances to live and tried to believed.
That I will be able to change.

Quite misseries were unfold, reminiscing my old folks
Upbringing the best in me to do the best in the world
Surviving what others couldn't with a smile on my face to liven up the world For I am a child , A child who never weeps .

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Inspired by Children with special needs: History

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