Disabled Person

The vast sky and the endless sea meet, Thick dark clouds hung over the curved boat, The sea was dark beneath the clouds. The prisoner of fate faces the waves like a wall, Raise the long sail that has long been damaged. Break your shackles now, prisoner! Your steps are steady, your mind is open-minded, and your will is firm You will chase the golden glory of freedom, Even if it's destined to be impossible to reach!