They always tell us as kids
That I can do what others can do.
If he can solve 15 Math problems
Then I could solve 15 Math problems
If she could speak in English
As fluent as a bird could sing
Then I could probably do the same thing.
Because we are taught under the principle
That we are all born equal.
And I believed that.
A few years has past
And, now, I’m going to tell you the truth
That we will never be equal
And, dare I say it, in love too.
Because life is unfair
And justice is a safe word
For the rich
And the powerful
But when the streets were flooded
With the colors of the rainbow during a bright, sunny day
And people were celebrating not only their sexuality
But their individuality
I thought, finally, love wins.
But, now, the air is filled with the humming of police cars
And the cries of desperate parents.
The floors are painted in red and unseen tears because
How can you not cry?
Knowing that a friend, a son, a brother
A lover has left you forever.
I am reminded that whatever law this government creates
Whatever words the Supreme Court sanctions
Hate is not a sickness that can be cured overnight.
So, the question is:
Will you let the disease take you?
Or will you be the cure?
Will you curse, and scream, and be that man with the gun in their hands?
Or will you be the first to offer their forgiveness
And show him the love he refuses to see.
Hate is a cycle
But to love is a choice.