Merrily Truly Poem by Indira Renganathan

An exhibition of confidence
An exhibition of perseverance
A special kind of bravery
With tolerance to a different anatomy
Children of God are they.
Skilfully proficient to display
With insight open, heart open
Mind footing in the Lord's heaven,
Shaking hands with God
Attested to be adepts in every field-
God is proud of them merrily, truly.

They play, they dance, they sing,
They write, they go by everything.
Differently abled, much focused
Being too salient; with eyes closed
Mouth and ears shut, With silenced limbs-
Enlightened is inner sense
Creating a great magnificent prowess.
Able and potential with intelligence.
A perfect physique though unprovided
Graciously graced by the Lord.
God is proud of them merrily, truly.

Our Gods polyheaded, polyhanded
Balancing meaningfully are understood.
Extra powers in their extra shapes
Empowering those children in excess.
Kumaragurupara, a dumb devotee sang verses.
Lord Muruga blessed him with changes.
Strange may it sound; but true.
Support them; they accrue
Laurels of success like Helen Keller
Sudhachandran and like people many more.
God is proud of them merrily, truly.

In the ocean of this society
Deep at the bottom hidden are plenty
Crying out for mercy,
For rescue impaired by destiny.
Replete with abilities
Despite their misshaped chassis;
Not to be segregated
But to be aggregated
With our powers and potential in unity
To live in perfect harmony.
God is proud of us all merrily, truly.