Autism-The Journey
Autism is a mystery
Our society does only what it can unconditionally
Our society, America is just as autistic as I am
America did'nt realize the purpose of Vietnam
As an autistic boy such as myself can't realize emotions
But, as America tries it's best to perfect its foreign relations
I try devoulty to build up my social skills
America as the land of the free
Me free as a dove flying in ever translucent skies
Will remain a continous mystery for all mankind
This poem is about:
Me
My country
Our world