Who are you to say, who I choose to love? Who are you to say, who I pray to? Who are you to say, I must be this way? Who are you? I haven’t got a clue. You say, “Actions unite a society. You must act accordingly, you must! Be normal, be how we have always been Then, in you we shall place our trust. If you don’t agree to this, Go away Away from here, you do not belong! Leave us in peace, we don't need you. We send you off, for without you, we’re strong.”
But I’ll ask you: do I deserve to die? Am I so disgusting I can’t live? How can you decide I must die this way? What have I done that you can’t forgive?
A poem for those who died during the Orlando massacre of 12th June 2016.