Touch The Sky Poem by Lore Me34

I’m often like a little child
I look up at the clouds
and then I reach my hand up
in an effort to touch sky.

See I believe if I
touch the sky then
just maybe I will
shake the hand of
the creator.

And after I shake the creator’s
hand then maybe I get the
respect I deserve.

Maybe I will no longer be looked
at as dangerous because of
the complexion of my skin.

Also maybe I will no longer be belittled
just because I have a disability.

And finally maybe I will be able to go to sleep
at night looking forward to waking up instead of
hoping for death.

And that’s is why I’ll keep reaching
until I touch the sky.