Okay fine.

Okay fine,
Now you are racist,
If you don't want to date someone other than your own race,
Just because someone else won't approve?

You are homophobic,
If you're not nice to gay or lesbian people,
Just because you were raised that way?

You are sexist,
If you don't like the other gender,
Because you have learned that your own gender are more supportive, reliable, compassionate, understanding or trustworthy than the other?

Okay fine,
There may be political problems,
But why care,
If your own country are too deep in the ****,
To get out?
- and no, helping won't solve it if racism, sexism or homophobia is still such a big deal!

Deal with gay or lesbian people,
They have excepted the fact that they may be wrong to love their own gender,
Why can't you?

Deal with people of the other ***,
You live in a world where you have to talk to both,
Talking to a gender you don't like,
Does NOT make you any more lovable or understanding,
It makes you human,
So get over the fact that the other *** may be worse than your own.

Racism,
Have you seen a white person tear up?
Have you seen a black person tear up?
Have you seen an asian tear up?
Have you seen a brown person tear up?
Have you seen a colored person tear up?
Have you seen an indian person tear up?
To either one of those, you must have said yes,
Have you seen any of those, who have cut themselves?
Do you know of any one of those, whom might have had smelled, tasted, heard or even die and decompose,
In any other way, than your own race?

We all have red blood,
We all decompose in the same way(taken the different ways of decomposing of a HUMAN),
We all have the same struggles;
Financial,
Love,
Peace,
Statuses,
Popularity,
Even more personal like illnesses.
How can you believe in the belief you do,
If you hate?
In a way, all of our beliefs are the same,
They are all linked,
Because it goes about peace and love!

Okay fine,
We are not all the same,
But we are.
We are all different,
But we aren't.
We all want to achive stuff in our lives.
Get over the fact that some people are darker or lighter than you,
This is the 21st century,
Get over yourself and the need to be better than anybody else or the need that you want to lable someone!

"You want to hit me, fight me, kick me or bite me.
You think you're tough, you aren't.
Come, try to fight me, you won't succeed!"

"Oh yeah, why?" He hissed.

"Because, my friend, I'm a pacifist".

You called me a heretic,
as I fought for what I believe
is right.

With my whole heart
I try to achieve
the commandments laid out for me.

I live by The book,
loving Him
my neighbours, enemies and my friends.

Old scars
bring new flesh wounds
as secrets hidden
bring to life
the trials of being human.

Plagued with suffering,
is the test of a follower.
Though I get tired of crawling -
dragging my devout being
through a fallen world.

I have been cheated,
as I have failed.
I say I won't return,
but I never learn.

I have been burned
by that to which I have devoted my life.

Who is a heretic now?

The world is on fire
and we've been burned again
sinners and devout alike.

the glass is half empty
my mind is too full
negativity is all that tempts me
with its downward pull

with broken feathers
i fall from the sky
when it's always cloudy weather
hope is sure to die

once i was lost
broken and dying
now i can be found
fearlessly flying

I'm a saint of the vapor
that's my God-given nature
I'm only here for a season
with my heart, pen, and paper

the glass is half empty
my mind is too full
negativity is all that tempts me
with it's downward pull

with broken feathers
i fall from the sky
when it's always cloudy weather
hope is sure to die

once i was lost
broken and dying
now i can be found
fearlessly flying

I'm a saint of the vapor
that's my God-given nature
I'm only here for a season
with my heart, pen, and paper

When I sit in awe of sunsets, contemplate the intricacy of a blade of grass,
Or feel the euphoria of a warm breeze on my skin; I know religion.
I have no gods or goddess' but rather I worship life itself;
The invisible force that flows through and connects all of existence.
That to me is true religion, no pageantry of glorified "holy' men,
Simply an appreciation of, understanding of
And connection to all that is around us.
The acceptance that we are part of something much larger then ourselves.

It's funny to consider the "truth"
What almost every person still believes,
A 2,000 year old religion telling me
That a man walked on water easily,
The Red Sea parted for Moses,
Frogs and locusts fell from the sky,
That every first born child in Pharaoh's
Court died in a single night, slain by a man
Named Jehova, the "only true creator of all life,"
A man survived for a week in the belly of
A whale, Noah and his family were on a
Vessel somehow big enough to house
Two of every last creature and set sail,
These are the strangest tall tails I've ever heard,
And I'M probably corrupted because
I wont actually believe it, not a word!

All the stars as one in unison
Make up the galaxy we're in,
Floating around a white celestial
Being on this planetary ship.
We'll wind up in the "path of Gods,"
A self-made volunteer appears with an
"Informative" plan to share "love's book,"
To speak of "things we'll find on this journey,"
No future planned stone can be pre-overlooked.

And in the skies float the particles
That started out light years away
Have finally made their touchdown,
Leaving the express universal highway
A rocky chunk of history found it's way to town.

A story that is so ancient, so in tune with time,
That it even has developed a star-struck
Lightning fire in the backyard of galactic life,
And what sprouted from the ashy rubble is us,
Eyes hands and feet and all to experience,
To explore the many creations of natural love.