Sub-human and invisible,
ridiculed and scorned.
Shoved into a corner,
ignored and left alone.
Like an exile or a sickness,
a scrap of human waste.
A human, not a person,
excluded, turned away.
Forgive the melodrama.
Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 3:04 AM UTC
Sub-human and invisible,
ridiculed and scorned.
Shoved into a corner,
ignored and left alone.
Like an exile or a sickness,
a scrap of human waste.
A human, not a person,
excluded, turned away.
Forgive the melodrama.
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