Acceptance is the Cure by Autism Santa – Check out this amazing autism awareness poem

A few months ago we share some of Autism Santa’s brilliant poetry. Please do check it out here.

Autism Santa

Autism Santa

He recently shared a new poem with us. We loved it so much we wanted to pass it on to our readers. Please use the comments section below to tell us what you think about the poem. If you have a poem about autism you would like others to read please to write to us at info@patienttalk.org.

Acceptance is the Cure by Autism Santa

Are you still trying to fix.
What may not need to be.
Your child may be different.
That depends on what you see.

Try and find a way.
To see what is inside.
The truth may be hidden.
You will be pleasantly surprised.

I too have been confused.
To not see who he is.
Yes my child may be different.
But he’s definitely a “Wiz”.

I’ve looked in every window.
I’ve opened every door.
Awareness is the DX.
“Acceptance” is the cure!

 

Share this brilliant Autism Awareness Poem written by a young Autistic

Autism Acceptance

Autism Acceptance

A couple of days ago one of the readers of our Facebook page AutismTalk share this brilliant poem written by her two ones one of whom is an autistic. In the poem he tells us what it is really like to be a person with ASD at school.

Holly very graciously have us permission to share it with you here. She says “A poem written by my two sons !Daniel wanted to express some feelings and help people understand him and release how he feels and had his older brother help with words and spelling.”

I CAN NOT READ EMOTIONS ON YOUR FACE,THAT ISN’T A REASON TO MAKE ME FEEL SO OUT OF PLACE.
MY NAME IS DANIEL AND I CAN NOT UNDERSTAND DIRECTIONS WELL,I HAVE HIGH FUNCTIONING AUTISM IF YOU COULD NOT TELL.

I DON’T LIKE LOUD NOISES LIKE WHEN TEACHER YELLS,IT MAKES ME IN FEAR SO I COVER MY EARS. MY DISABILITIES MAKE THINGS HARD FEELS LIKE EVERY DAY I AM IN HELL.

I ALWAYS TELL THE TRUTH REGARDLESS OF WHAT YOU THINK,HATE HOW MY TEACHER CALLED ME A FINK.

I HAVE BEEN BULLIED MY TEACHER AND PEERS,I SPEND MY DAY AT SCHOOL WITH FEARS I FEEL IMPAIRED,MY MOM TELLS ME TO BE ME AND NOT SCARED.

I MELTDOWN AND GET FRUSTRATED,I DON’T FEEL WELCOMED AT SCHOOL BECAUSE WHAT THE TEACHER,KIDS AND PRINCIPLES HAVE DEMONSTRATED.

BY DANIEL AND EDWARD DIAZ

If you have a poem about autism you would like to share on this blog when not paste it into the comments box below or if you would like is to showcase it as a blog please sent it to info@patienttalk.org.

Thanks very much in advance.