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Nov 2015
They look down from their holy thrones
They pass judgement onto those that stray from the pack
To be different is to be unique
To be unique is to be a sin
And to sin is to burn

With venom filled words they whip our backs,
They strip us of our humanity
They toss us onto the wildlands
Just for being who we are,
We're nothing more than **** to them

The sacred boundaries they claim,
Have been defiled with our very existence
To love is to bring about hate
To hate is to commit suicide
And to die by our own hand,
Is just another proof of our sin of life

The robed men preach their indignity
Scream their hate
March their ignorance

Banned from a hypocritical dystopian
We're scared and traumatized
Divided and hunted down
Hurt and dying

To be a loving God, you must be Perfect
To be a holy angel, you must be free of all sins
To be human, however, you must learn to love

So now we ask you, the "holy" tyrants
If to be human, you must learn to love,
What is it that you truly are?
Perhaps, just maybe, you're the blasphemous sinners you claim us to be
If you haven't guessed it, this is a poem about "religious" people who believe that being who you are is a sin.
Javier  Garza
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Javier Garza
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