I do not dwell on your dislike of me,
your blatant confusion and misinterpretation
of who I am but…
I command your respect, wish for you
a purification of the wrongful judgment
you were born to bear against me
without any real understanding of what
your hateful words and misguided opinions
do to another human being.
I am saddened by your blind following of the
hate preached in your home, your pulpit,
your television, your inability to construct
new beliefs, which would rise from the scattered
ashes of those who died in search of your acceptance.
I will not pray for you because God did not create
this ignorance, this spite, this lack of motivation
instead I will be unembarrassed, unashamed of
who I am until the moment you open your beautiful eyes for
the first time and see the colors swirling around you and soak them
in through every pore populating your skin, commune with the compassion
that surrounds your body your mind until the empathy becomes
your own. For this will be the day you, she, he, me, become
Us.
