[A poem on autism]
I can see it in your smile:
The eagerness and the uncertainty
To know the truths of your universe
And mine. I can sense
You, quietly, building bridges in your mind
Hoping others would cross over
To talk to you in your sound-filled tongue.
Perhaps, what you really crave is for people
To respect your time and space
When you need your privacy.
Your sudden silence and your sudden violence
Are not acts of idiocy but your fear
When you see things we don’t get to see.
I know it’s difficult for you and those who love you
But nothing comes easy in this world
Where not just the sun is gold
Or the sky is blue.