light the fire…

in my gnarled andbattered old hand…and feels like home!your fleeting smilea cup of water,a tree giving shadeagainst the sun.what you saynever speaking a word!what you give…without looking back!

the censor’s immoral judgements,the greed that takesat the expense of need.the patriotic drunkennessthat justifies without thought.the violent fear that brutalizesdifferent skin color, different views!the stink of the powerthat crushes the voicesof our own children….the final choice….freedom, or slavery!

in the dead of night,when you thought no one cared.i saw the light in your eyes,when you fed the hungry child,and brushed the dirt from his facewith hands that trembled.i felt the tears,that you couldnt cry…as you buried your only son,killed in their wars.i smelled the fear in your body,but tasted the grit and determination,as…

both perturbs me, and pisses meoff.gay, straight, or bi… i evenhate the terms.folks, people are just people!human beings! and human beingsare born with the right to love,and to be loved.if we put half as much effortinto respect as we put into judgement,we’d be a lot better off.live, and let love!

but the new man, who will not be owned,neither by man nor possession

in the name of justice, equality, diversity,responsibility, and freedom…has reached the point of decision.we either move forward no matterwhat the cost…believing the dream is worth the price…or we crawl back into the caveof self-fulfillment at the cost of all others.prejudice and discrimination have gone from colorto religion to sex and sexual orientation,and now to those…