Chrysalis... by David Nicholas
As I grab food from the fridge, I can’t help but glance
At “Welcome to Holland”; a renowned autism stance
Gives a message that life’s gift ain’t always perfect
But teaches to embrace what some may call a “defect”.
Sure, platitudes are nice, but simply not enough
To describe a life I should call complex and tough
Please, sit by the fire and feel warmth’s sweet kiss
Share a drink with me and allow me to reminisce.
I can hear enraged wails echo through the homestead
Clearly see walls soaking fierce thuds from my head
Always felt like a ticking bomb when left alone
Never sure when I’d explode, having no comfort zone.
As time vanished like air and I struggled to adjust
I was off to school; I’ll summarise it thus
Italy was of family, of freedom from dangers
I was left in Holland, left at the mercy of strangers.
My sham social skills only got me in trouble
While books further shrunk the size of my bubble
I only had my stories, of which none I could share
While peppered assaults added to my despair.
Seven years of effort, I finally had some friends
But then life moves on, to a high school ascent
The problems began again, but slowly I evolved
I knew I wasn’t perfect, but neither “devolved”.
Issues ended fast, and later my circle bloomed
I found comrades in exiles, and mates in classrooms
I felt rapid changes course right through me
As I prepared for the rise to tertiary.
I evolved as a being, enjoying my sweet success
And growing in more ways than I could guess
Even in failure, I still fight for each crumb
And away from home, I rise and then some.
Years of work, learning and heart were applied
To break free from this chrysalis as a butterfly
No longer did I need Italy’s help or salvation
Thanks to embracing the folks of this Dutch nation.
There is still work to do, but that was my tale
Perhaps I will have some more stories to regale
This journey’s been a struggle, if so I may deem
Yet for all intents, I’m a lucky one it seems.