In your cage

Imgormiel

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In your cage​

I saw you.
Lame in your wheelchair.
And, it’s funny but, just for a moment...
You seemed to reach out to me.
Like you were saying come on in.
So, like anyone would. I knocked on the door of what was your window.
My world seemed to change and then I was right there with you.
As you, see it.
As you, sense it.
Things were different and so much better.
You were you. Not the person I had seen.
But, when I looked from the inside, your window around you had bars on it.
As though there was some block barring you from real space.
Everything I could see I could not understand.
Despite seeing it in your perspective.
It felt pervading as if it was a cage, your cage.
Somewhere you were trapped in a reality of your own.
Mouthing words that no one could hear on the outside.
Then, you got up out of your chair and spoke to me.
You started to tell me about the wonderful things you could do.
In your cage, you were Superman.
In your cage, you had all the women in the world.
In your cage, your mom, your sister, the girl you had a secret crush on.
The girl who was to be your wife. All of this elaborated not just in words but also pictures.
And you had children in this world too.
You had a job, a house and a car - Everything most of us have always wanted.
In fact, you were the greatest guy on the planet. Everything you did was just magic.
Not just in your world, but also mine. I felt humbled.
For a small moment in time, everything got a little confused.
The cage itself seemed to speak.
Everything got quite sad.
Everything seemed to stop...
Through the window, I could see all of those people you spoke of.
You then told me that you felt sorry.
Because I was the only person who could see, you as really are.
You. Pitied them.
You could see the father, the friends, the family, and girlfriends – those people who could not speak to you.
You understood that you were the loved son they so much wanted to speak to.
The son they so selflessly gave themselves to despite having cerebral palsy.
Without asking why or how.
You showed me you much that meant.
There was a sense that your pity was right. It was they, I and everyone else, who should be lamented.
In that moment I really did understood. Humankind itself was wrong in its perception.
Your truth is stronger than theirs is.
The place where you live is not as cold and dark that everyone else thinks it is.
The window seemed to open at that moment and it was time for me to leave.
The people in the place you were, seemed to be enjoying themselves as though you were not even there.
Just like everyone else saw you.
I then went over to your mom, whispered in her ear, and told her what I had seen.
Seeing that smile from you both was priceless.
Something that can never. Ever be replaced.
I know now that what you did for me was special. And I did a good job for you.
I am proud to know who you are.
I have something, a precious memory that will never be removed from my head.
Someone who has been in your cage with you.
You really are Superman.
 

Imgormiel

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took me 8 months to getting to a point where I could write this, such a difficult subject to do.
 

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