Why did you roll your eyes
When I was stabbed
Purely for who I am
For who I love
You know I didn’t deserve that
Why did you shut your mouth
When I begged you for help
Because of a book
You know he wouldn’t want this
Why did you clench your fist
When I lifted my sign
Like the colors were a threat
You know what a rainbow is
Posted in response to the challenge Human Rights – Writing.
I wish you would just punch me
It would wake me from this spell
The one that makes me think
That maybe there’s a chance
That you and me can be something
My family made of scraps
Garbage and hot glue
Lost and tired trash
Came together to make new
To others we are strange
A jumbled sort of mess
I met you in the Spring
Under aging oak
The world seemed to stop
Whenever you spoke
I met you in the Spring
Over shaded flowers
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