“Eii w’ayɛ fine o
Wo body no aba kama”
Whatever parcels of meanings you hide
In this sentimental showdown
I’ll have you know
That I didn’t fetch an angel from my land of pleasure
To label him burden
Unfortunate are the years of toil
Unfortunate are the years of struggle
Unfortunate are the years of emotional trawma
But if a real victim lived amidst the horror
It would be he who fought hard and exited grandly
He whose real foods were bitter pills and herbal drills
He whose real water were smelly concoctions impossibly undrinkable
He who was more than a lab rat for certified doctors and fake prophets
He who felt the thunders of seizures and storms of many sicknesses
And had his body on high fires of fevers more than half of each month
He who battled thrice paralysis and won
Worked like a bull by physiotherapists
He who tried hard to box language in actions mostly without success
And lived with the frustration
He, who I summoned into reality to live in suffering
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So I’ll have you know
He was not to blame
He is never to be blame
Blame must never walk out of your mouth alongside his name
No implications must be sent to my ears no matter how well parcelled
Laying of blame certification lies with me only
And I boldly say
The real blame lies on sickness
Which burdened him more than I
This weight could be stress of letting the self go
After losing my most precious part
So shut it!
You insensitivers!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © February 16, 2019
5 replies on “INSENSITIVERS”
Your post touched my heart. My Mom went through similar pain and frustration. My brother Stephen who has Autism was born in 1961. When he was diagnosed in 1963 the doctors told our parents that Stephen was emotionally disturbed and they should put him in an institution and forget about him. At that time in the 1960s it was common to institutionalize development disabled children. My parents said No. They never even considered putting him away. They both struggled especially Mom to find suitable schools for Stephen and taught him as much as possible at home.
Years later I saw the true ugliness of certain cousins. They actually said to me that our mother had done something to make Stephen that way. They were saying this nonsense long after my Mom had passed away. In 2012 when the craziness reached its peak I felt my Mother’s spirit come into body Crying and Wailing. Then I understood the living hell She had gone through for years. Even in the 21st century Mothers are blamed for their children’s disabilities. Science is ignored in Favor of foolishness.
Sometimes when I tell people about Stephen they ask me dumb questions like, Is your brother like the Dustin Hoffman character in the movie Rainman. In that film Dustin Hoffman played a Savant. Someone who could rattle off statistics. Or some Christians have told me that Stephen is demon possessed. Sadly ignorance and stupidity reigns supreme. The insensitive clods have signed the Insanity Clause.
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Sending you love for all you do for your talented brother. I guess the world shares similar cruel traits but it is well.
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Yes. It is well with our Souls.
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None is to blame, God sent a beautiful boy to a strong mother who could take care of him. Unlike some who would shun and give away. Your effort is love and I know he has plenty.
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