Claiming same *** relations To be the pitfall of a nation Cleansing complete souls Causing shattering and holes In the name of fictitious practise Of a religion that asks us to act as A dictated definition of normal.
A savage hypocrisy Between finding love And finding acceptance With belief that Same *** relations Calls for some repentance. We forced kids out of homes Pushed adults to take their lives Yet still claim we support Their conquest for love. Where kids held their heads in shame As though they are ones to blame For all the wrong turns the world gives And all the insults they receive cut deep into a part their flesh doesn't enter, Into their hearts.
We tried to play god, Generate a society of facade And the resulting chaos, Heartache and suffering is merely a start. So until same *** relations Is fully accepted We'd always be indebted To those who walked In silent shambles, Indebted to those Who became voiceless Not from fear But from tireless Nights wide awake Struggling between themselves.
We tried to play god, But instead god played us.
We live to love, to learn , to grow, to age and to die. We should be able to live how we want, to love who we want, to love how we want, to die with who we want .
~If you preach hate at the service those words aren't anointed That holy water that you soak in has been poisoned When everyone else is more comfortable remaining voiceless Rather than fighting for humans that have had their rights stolen I might not be the same, but that's not important No freedom 'til we're equal, **** right I support it~ -Macklemore (Same Love)