When I was young, a child,
how I wished I had magic
to do wonderous things,
make bullies heads explode
just by staring at them,
"Oi Thorpy," they would say
"what are you staring at?"
And then KAPOW !
Blood brains and eyeballs
everywhere. Or sometimes
I would wish to make myself
invisible, Then I could say
"it wasn’t ME, I wasn’t THERE.
Nobody saw me!"

Now forty years and
a serious illness later
I have found the secret;
the spell to make myself
invisible. Its simple,
people don’t see things
that embarrass, so
I just became disabled.
I sit here in my wheelchair
And people talk to my wife;
over my head they say
"How’s Ian, is he improving ?
Are his spirits good ?
Will he walk again ?
He was such an active man,
Will he ever be the same ?"
I want to shout "It’s ME,
I’m HERE ! Ask me!"
But I have made myself invisible
And cannot undo the spell.

Governments may be full of good intentions and politically correct principles but unless they are willing to listen to disabled people and thus gain understanding of the problem they will never be able to solve it. Failing Disabled People

The Secret of Invisibility