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Nov 2016
Rain drips down my face,
I feel the cold drops,
Roll over my cheeks,
Each drop full of sorrow.

The sky is mourning,
Looking down on a people,
Destined for doom.

One drop for women,
Back to being inferior,
Because what is below the belt,
Means more than what is in the skull,
I guess no one looks at the interior,
All a woman is,
Is her body, right?
There to touch and grab,
And not put up a fight.

****** orientation should not be a reason to be wary,
But rights will get taken away,
Feelings zapped,
Prayed away,
People can't accept love,
And it's scary.

People of the minority,
Are scared to death.
People threatening their lives,
Having to watch their back,
Every
Single
Day.

Young children,
Looking up to a person,
Who tell them that hatred is okay.
What has the world come to.

I'm scared,
The world is crying for us,
Hopefully we are cleansed.
Morgan Kelly
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