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Jan 2015
When will we concede?
When all the harsh words stab
Until there is nothing left to bleed
When will you lay your hate aside?

Know yours laws before you dig your heel at me
He, the shepherd who leads you
Said to love your neighbor more than thee
Am I not your neighbor too?

Do I make you uncomfortable?
My hand clutching hers,
Better to shout at the vulnerable
Instead of evaluating your fears

Have you ever thought God loves equally?
You were taught this back in Sunday school
A small child that loved peacefully
Could ever learn to grow so cruel?

“God Hates Gays”
Sprawl it with the blood of those
Who would rather die than be another way
Cast aside, glad to dispose

Your doctrine is out of line
You spread hate like its a sport
On your way to cloud nine
You step on their backs for the added support

What of your children?
Would you rather turn your back
Truly be your child’s own villain
Or would you rather not attack?


Let your hand fall to your side
See their side of the story
Do not let this be the place your relationship died
Let this be a moment of clarity

I cannot tell you how to think
But cannot go without saying
That you are out of sync
With all of this hating

Can I ask, could you hold my hand?
If we are all children of God, prove it.
Take my hand like it does not leave a brand
Maybe you won't want to remove it
I was inspired by a story in the news recently
Olivia Rivard
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