Dec 24, 2021
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A poem for the voiceless

by Austin Jepson, summer 2021

Take my thoughts,

Make them sing

My prayers,

Not in songs of human voices.

Make them shine,

But those of birds.

Not on billboards,

But on moonlight. 

Make my words

Be heard

By those whose ears

Hear voices in silent places.

Where the wind speaks

And the only conversations

Are by creatures thought dumb

By those who kill for nothing

And destroy for money.   

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Austin Jepson

I am a non-verbal boy with autism. I was adopted by the Jepsons at age seven. Prior to that, I lived in foster care for 2 years. My original family could not take very proper care of me and I was taken from their home. My memories of them are still alive, though, and I love them, even though they had problems. My life now is better. My mom and dad love me and so do my brothers. I am lucky for that. As I am planning on going to college some day, writing in this blog is great practice. I hope you like it. Maybe you will learn something about autism. I hope so.

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