A Poem Called "Passing"

Passing,

by theamazinJ

Disability passes,
I pass to pass through you,
I pass for you to pass you,
I pass for me not for you,
I pass,
I pass to drive,
to drive through the engine of my mind,
what do I want to pass
or what does disability passing mean?
Disability passes through conditions
like a normal or typical condition the majority embraces,
or passing through a condition of their own which is
not respected, relegated, embraced, or acknowledged,
so an individual needs to pass for conditions
a condition that is not normal, a condition that is not typical,
and a condition that utilizes nomenclature not well received.
A nomenclature naming who we want to be,
what we want to represent, and
be the person we embrace in ourselves regardless.
Sometimes passing can be visible
while other times or many times seems too visible or even very invisible.
Passing is something impotent to the nature of who we are,
a way to stream, a way to be, and a way to live.
Passing flourishes everywhere
either all or nothing,
while we get to choose the passing
for something or the passing for nothing,
yet, passing is not really genuinely shiny
nor is it genuinely dark and dreary and cold and silent either,
it is just something we need to do,
we need to be, and we need to feel encouraged to live
no matter what and no matter who and no matter what we live
and how we decide on how to pass.
Passing diversifies all over, it travels, it marks a journey,
no matter what it spreads differences and similarities
whether we pass for a majority condition or not,
passing is a masquerade ball and shines like a prom
it shines like a ball dropping over new year's eve
and collaborates with how an individual
wants to pass,
so pass even without anyone judging or thinking
of judgements,
just pass and
choose the condition you feel most with
and respect the rest no matter what.
It's only what Thou wants and Thou receives as
becoming a part of Thou.