How dare you say that about him
With your rage and disgust
Say I must not think that such a creature
as this deserves love
The touch of those that care
Who are you to say what form
For and function this touch shall take and where your judgement ceases
Who are you to state your idolatry is true
Proclaim falsehood in those who's deity has a different face to yours
Like You have the definitive verse
The structure
The nouns to describe something so complex
As he craves this touch
And so does he
That this worship is wrong
Who are you to frame love as such?
Oh but you possess the zealotry
And belief that all are entitled to your vulgarity
When just the simple act of you holding me
Or me holding space
Still and fast, is just
No more than one wishing one
That no harm will come to you
My friend, within these arms
This is not more than a different path to the embodiment
Of similar ideals that you seek to protect with your anger
What's the sum of these actions
These words
They create such a schism
A rift tween what you know of as love
And those you believe do not deserve
Those you consider abomination
Base.
Not understanding that collective savagery builds a gentle soul as much as creates a monster
So tear them limb from limb in your closeted ignorance
Wearing a mantel of charity but with blood on your hands
How do you square that, and still feel you deserve to call yourself human.
Look around
Your fear does not serve you nor make you strong and true
And never will
While I still stand
Mar 5, 2017
Mar 5, 2017 at 5:01 AM UTC
How dare you say that about him
With your rage and disgust
Say I must not think that such a creature
as this deserves love
The touch of those that care
Who are you to say what form
For and function this touch shall take and where your judgement ceases
Who are you to state your idolatry is true
Proclaim falsehood in those who's deity has a different face to yours
Like You have the definitive verse
The structure
The nouns to describe something so complex
As he craves this touch
And so does he
That this worship is wrong
Who are you to frame love as such?
Oh but you possess the zealotry
And belief that all are entitled to your vulgarity
When just the simple act of you holding me
Or me holding space
Still and fast, is just
No more than one wishing one
That no harm will come to you
My friend, within these arms
This is not more than a different path to the embodiment
Of similar ideals that you seek to protect with your anger
What's the sum of these actions
These words
They create such a schism
A rift tween what you know of as love
And those you believe do not deserve
Those you consider abomination
Base.
Not understanding that collective savagery builds a gentle soul as much as creates a monster
So tear them limb from limb in your closeted ignorance
Wearing a mantel of charity but with blood on your hands
How do you square that, and still feel you deserve to call yourself human.
Look around
Your fear does not serve you nor make you strong and true
And never will
While I still stand
