More Like An Ode

So,
You're disabled?

What?

You need
Services?

Well --
First things
First

I have some
Questions
I just
Have to ask:

Have you
Been to the
Doctor
Or dentist
Lately, comma,

Oh, don't give me that
About medical
Trauma
I really don't
Care you were
Sliced open, silent
If you don't
Do the thing
You'll be
Noncompliant.

(And you'll lose what you
Need,
Every bit, so take
Heed...)

Anyway...

Tell me about
Your most
Private details:
Your incontinence
Family
And mental health
Issues

I also require
A record of all the
Abuses
You've been
Subjected to.

Are you being
Abused now?
Physically?
Emotionally?
Sexually?
What would you do
If someone harmed
You?

Just a few more
And we're done
For the day...

Do you have a
DNR?
Have you been
Institutionalized?
Do you make
Too much
Money
To survive?

(Though it's
Below minimum wage
Though we cannot marry
Yes, just turn the page...)

We need you to do
One thing for us
Before we go
On our way...

Go to the doctor
To prove you're
Disabled
For access
To housing
And income
You need
To
Barely
Thrive.

It's that
Pesky poverty
We keep you
Trapped in

And finally,
For our last act
Watch us
Deny the
Ableism
You're constantly
Wrapped in

Wait.

We're back for an
Encore
And we're really keen
To know what you
Hope for
What are your dreams?

And don't you dare skirt the question

(You don't want to travel?
Or have any achievements
You want to unravel?)

Answer the questions
The way we decide
If your capacity shifts
Then you probably lied...

Answer the questions
The nondisabled way
But not too nondisabled
Or we'll take it away.

Answer the questions
To get what you need --
Maybe, if we decide
To do this good deed..

This is the
Disabled life
Rife with these
Questions

So casually
Asked
Each casualty
Masked

While we struggle
And strive
To stay
Alive.