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