Through The Eyes Of The Autistic Child

(This poem was inspired by the movie star actor, Sylvester Stallone, and his eldest son, Seargoah, who is autistic)
They dub me as retarded, say I know not what goes on,
my parents look at me, and say I'm sorry son.
You say I'm in a world of my own, a very sad child,
but in my world everything is great, not crazy mixed up, or wild.
So mother I say, feel not sad for me it is you who is losing out,
for in my world I laugh, and play, in my heart I jump, and shout.
Though we may never see the world the same, for you're so busy feeling sad,
I will always love you mom, and dad.
So smile when you see me, and shed not a tear,
for in my heart I will always love you with each passing year.

by Velmar Pewee Hale Johnson

Comments (1)

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU i love it. and i only cried a little. but i think you actually captured the fun side of autism. for my world is better than any place that people pay to go. i control this world and i call it my home. while logic denotes and destroys what i see. i think there is one thing left out of the poem. as it should be left out, because it is a happy poem. but i believe it is the fact that he will have dificulty dealing with his mind, while in reality.