Are you one of us? The unseen... The undervalued... The void... The used... The mistreated... The disposable. Come through the gate, Into a garden made just for us. Where our efforts aren't shrugged away Where we don't fear the love of our friends to be conditional Where we are afforded reciprocity We can smile with our faces toward the sun Facing the warmth Embracing the growth Planting ourselves in this fanciful garden Never to let anyone pluck a Single Precious Petal Ever again.