Sometimes He Yells Poem by Marquita Lawson

He can't speak like you and me
He can't make them understand
He pulls his wheelchair with his feet
He can't use his withered hand

People walk right by him
He's as cold as he could be
He wants help to put a sweater on
So, he looks around to see

If just one person would take the time
If someone cared just a tad
If someone could try to figure out
That he wasn't just being bad

He can't write or express himself
He's alone in one of many cells
His sad and lonely heart bleeds
And that's why, sometimes, he yells.

2004 - song lyrics- inspired at a nursing home