Love is love

We walk the fine line 
Between insanity and love 
Love is love 
Isn’t it? 
We are told 
We are sinful 
Impure 
Disgraceful 
But what of the people 
Who cast us aside 
Turn their backs on us 
Treat us with their cold whispers and burning hot stares 
Like we are a knife 
Straight into the heart of the bible 
And the “holy ghost” 
But what right God 
Would toss out his own “children” 
Just for who they love? 
Love is love. 
We are the ones in the pouring rain 
Who dance and laugh and smile 
Even though sometimes it seems 
That the world is against us. 
we are different 
unique 

beautiful; we stand strong 

against the names 

the pain 

love is love 

but hate is hate 

what is left 

for those who feel both 

and yet neither? 

We play their little game 

Living in their world where 

Laws and rules 

That are supposedly in the best interest 

Of the people 

Bind us to ourselves 

We can cry, feel, dream 

We can love, care, support each other 

Just the like the next person 

Who may be classified as “normal” 

We are not the devil 

We are not the problem 

We are hope 

We are love 

Love is love