I Walk With A Limp Poem by Dr Dolston L Morian

My footsteps are broken unsteady and bent
I lean and look as if to others in a tilt
Oh yes! I walk with a limp

I wish my steps were perfect to see
But nay I cannot boast to be upright
I want to walk erect that a great sight
But my hip is ill and crooked not bright
So I walk with a limp

I make my steps with intent and yet it makes me fall
To keep on the accurate path though leaning on a wall
It's the weakness in my ligaments that causes me to stall
Dogging my desiring a contradicting my heart

My soul do gasp at this limp in my side
For I walk with the potential to slide
But in my yearning effort and smart
There is a struggle with this illusive dart
So now and then I buckle and fall
Though I try to hide my walk and limp in the dark

I've done many years with this travail and grind
That bleeds this stumbling soul of mine
With effort and grit I embrace this my call
To rally to move or even to crawl
Until the day at the zenith of it all
No more to struggle, to stumble or fall

I will no more walk with this cringe in my knee
In my walk to glory I will ultimately be free
Until then, do not mind that I walk with a limp