ronald
It shouldn't be a labour, to love thy neighbour, / There is still time, for us to think of a rhyme, / That can defy the lie that we even need to try, / To do and see what should come naturally, / Don't let a fuss or lust or mistrust turn your life into dust, / Defend your right to pretend, and send, a message, start a trend, / One that encourages flourishes of gorgeous gorges on the appetite, / The appetite of flight from plight to what's right, / There's nothing stopping us but being afraid, / And fear is the foundation on which change is laid, / So even if you're scared, look below you and above, / Figure out the message, it's not religion, it's love.
