In
this world, full of carers, if you're disabled,
You'll
find limitations and physical blocks,
But
by taking the plunge with the cyberspace surfers,
Your
computer will help you to shatter those locks...
The
web gives us freedom to loosen our bonds,
To
explore new worlds and unshackle our chains,
To
wander unfettered down alternate roads,
Where
no-one sees scars or imagines our pains.
Where
we're in control, with no law to corral us,
No
Big Brother constraining our roles,
No
"caring" professional guarding our morals,
No
cotton wool clamps gently strangling our souls.
No
waiting for transport to take us on outings,
Where
we're humbly grateful for our driver's largesse,
Where
he goes home, happy, his day's good deed done,
Delivering
us safely, to a life, in a mess.
Cyber
Key's a resort with unspoiled beaches,
Where,
miraculously, wheels never sink in the sands,
Where
we're the ones splashing around in the water,
Making
new friends, cracking jokes, holding hands.
If
you've a computer, a modem and phone
And
want to escape from empirical strife,
Come down, take a plunge in the Virtual Sea,
Ride
some new waves, live e-quality life!
© Stefan Lewis-Fish (31 July 1999)
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