I walked that day, a rainy September day,
Holding a screaming banner with my voice silent
We were walking in the rain, asking for the right
To love and be loved, it was magical all along.
And then there you were, standing on the sidewalk
Reading from a holy book, shouting your lung out
Was your conscience silent when you cursed us?
As I know no god told in your ears that he hates me.
For the book you read from or any as a matter of fact
Was not written by god, for god’s sake it was you and me
So stop hating me as you were told to, look in my eyes
And you will see the pain that you gave without knowing me
The deep hurt that you caused by telling me I should die.
I tell you my friend; you and I will all die one day and
will leave
But I know I will leave with the hope of finding love
And I want to hold your hand and find love for you
Although you wish me to die.
I will not say I understand your pain because I have never been anything but mainstream in my life, but I could feel your sadness. If only we could stop judging each other......
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