Handicapped [my first poem in this blog]

Sometimes I wonder

how would it be like

to become handicapped.

To become mute

to show actions instead

of speaking aloud.

Sometimes I wonder

how would it be like

to be blind

to hold a stick

and feel around

and walk.

Sometimes I wonder

how would it be like 

to become deaf

to always write

in a notepad

to express yourself.

Sometimes I wonder

who are the most

grateful people

in the world.

Now I got the answer.

They are these people

who are the most grateful

for their remaining senses.

O friends, since God has given us

complete senses,

Shouldn't we be much more grateful than 

the handicapped people??