The Autistic Refugee
We are but lonely nomads seeking refuge from every corner of society
The global society
Stateless
Nationless
Homeless
No country will take us
No person will love us
No peace will befall us
No community will accept us
No organisation will hire us
No parent or teacher will understand us
No heart will heal us
We lie in wait for hopeless eternity
For centuries upon end
Hungry for love and affection
Desperate for understanding
We long to rise amongst the masses
But
Instead
We wilt, wither, and die on the pavement of ashes
In cornerstones and alleyways
On side streets and cul de sacs
In asylums and institutions
We seek refuge from this millennia-long war against ableism, discrimination, bias, stigma, and stereotype
We shiver before our lonely campfire
Frostbite
With but pennies in our pocket
Ragged clothes
Weary
Scared
Longing to be taken in by anyone, be it a community or Samaritan
Begging for the warm heart of a stranger
But our pleas fall on deaf ears
And will
Til the end of time
Unless we destroy who we are and become one with you
