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    Iamhe: Silence of The Mind

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    This poem is written from the perspective of someone who sees themselves as a victim due to having Fibrous Dysplasia, a genetic bone disease, and living in poverty. Over the course of the poem, the speaker expresses feelings of sorrow, pain, shame, despair and rejection due to having an "aberrant" face and living as "filth" and "debris" in the "slums." They pray for a blessing or miracle to help with their condition and living situation, but ultimately see themselves as unloved and unlikely to experience unconditional friendship due to their disease and poverty.

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    This poem is written from the perspective of someone who sees themselves as a victim due to having Fibrous Dysplasia, a genetic bone disease, and living in poverty. Over the course of the poem, the speaker expresses feelings of sorrow, pain, shame, despair and rejection due to having an "aberrant" face and living as "filth" and "debris" in the "slums." They pray for a blessing or miracle to help with their condition and living situation, but ultimately see themselves as unloved and unlikely to experience unconditional friendship due to their disease and poverty.

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    This poem is written from the perspective of someone who sees themselves as a victim due to having Fibrous Dysplasia, a genetic bone disease, and living in poverty. Over the course of the poem, the speaker expresses feelings of sorrow, pain, shame, despair and rejection due to having an "aberrant" face and living as "filth" and "debris" in the "slums." They pray for a blessing or miracle to help with their condition and living situation, but ultimately see themselves as unloved and unlikely to experience unconditional friendship due to their disease and poverty.

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    Iamhe: Silence of The Mind

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    This poem is written from the perspective of someone who sees themselves as a victim due to having Fibrous Dysplasia, a genetic bone disease, and living in poverty. Over the course of the poem, the speaker expresses feelings of sorrow, pain, shame, despair and rejection due to having an "aberrant" face and living as "filth" and "debris" in the "slums." They pray for a blessing or miracle to help with their condition and living situation, but ultimately see themselves as unloved and unlikely to experience unconditional friendship due to their disease and poverty.

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    I AM HE

    Silence of the Mind


    John A. Leman

    Fibrous Dysplasia, I, a victim


    A life of sorrow, a life of pain
    Alas, a soft heart – broken system
    O, dealing with hurt, walking in shame

    How can one’s heart not be in despair?


    Like watching a tragedy – lost love
    Looking at me, do they even care?
    Seeing a crow, hope for a white dove

    The crow is rejected – I am he


    It is my face – an aberration
    I long, I hope for a life of glee
    Yet I am filth, a lost creation

    Where do I get the money to pay?


    When I am living in dust – the slums
    A Blessing, a Miracle, I pray
    For I do not know when That time comes

    What is love?
    Is it – really – what they make it to be?
    Unconditional, I am tired of
    Does clean associate with debris?

    That is me, debris – I am he


    They aspire in their cleanliness
    While I live and die with my disease
    Will one, two, maybe three, show friendliness?

    The victim, the deranged


    The crow, the debris – I am he
    All because I go day to day unchanged
    Fibrous Dysplasia and poverty

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