Praying or preying?

A heart and a shooting star

Maybe one in the same

I fell far from the sky I was born in

And then i changed my name.

It’s the Fourth of July,

We’re in the home of the brave

So why is it when I say

God bless the u s of gay

With a smile on my Face

am I still so afraid?

Hate crimes running rampant

Cities full of blood and rage

And you think it’s those black flags

Like they’re pirates stealing stage

You wave your star spangled banner

With that blue line that you praise

And you spit at people who hold hands

With those whose Genitals might be the same

And yet you scowl and curse those whose skins are different shade

I’m getting goosebumps from your hypocritical gaze

And I know that I am one too

I know that I have lips that preach hate

When I see people doing those things

That take lives and cause pain

Can I fix it? If I start with myself?

If I’m honest, I’m not sure if I can help

Anyone until I focus on me

And undo all these things that

This shitty system taught me

Under floorboards that are rotting

Secrets in the tombs of men that

We have long since just forgotten

While our lips speak the names of men

Whose hearts were black and solemn

Rotted by the thoughts that they chose

And we, we act just like them

We wave our banners, write our words

Like we are the apex predators that

We’ve taken time to slaughter,

Rid this world of anything that

Strikes our hearts with fear

Instead of taking time to

Have a patient ear

To listen to the words instead of thinking what to say

To write it down honestly instead of changing words to play

It up like you are a hero when you’ve been

A villain, a monster, a damsel, a friend

Who turned around and pointed fingers

With tongues that Braided lies

But my tongue it spits truths as often as

A spider catches flies.

If there were ever witches

And I am sure there were

We are still here in silence

because we have

To save this earth

They took us out in masses,

Took their masses to the church

Drowned us in the rivers they baptized in

After they rewrote our words

They made a decision to only love one man shaped like a god

And

That man was a devil in disguise

And by that I don’t think satan,

Their words are wrong.

If love is patient, love is kind,

Then why is he so angry

When we turn from his path

And become our own deity?

Write our own story

Find our own glory

I renounce the name that I once carried on my back

I give it up, it is not my home, and it only brings me sorrow

And while I thank you for the time you gave me, it was not my time to borrow

I am here now, living for today instead of dreading my tomorrow.

With a new life, a new reason to keep going,

A new motivation to hold hope in

The palm of my left hand,

And my heart in the right

It’s not on my sleeve because it gave me flight

And I

No longer want to flee

I simply want to meet the monsters chasing me

And greet them open armed,

I believe they don’t mean harm

They simply mean to teach me how to carry myself forward

Into motion, into a plan that isn’t hopeless,

Romantic, thinking things as broken

Being too afraid and leaving everything left unspoken.

I may never come back but it doesn’t mean I’m gone

It only means I’ve figured out I lived so much of my life wrong

For me and only me

And it’s time to sing a song

Of freedom and love and light

And it’s not what I was told

It’s much better than I ever thought when I was so alone

That I convinced myself I’d

Never find a home if it’s the home of the rabe

Never have a family if it’s only by blood

Never have the experience of love

If that was the American dream

It wasn’t what I wanted

And it still isn’t, that shit is haunted.

By ghosts of those we murdered and forgot then

Told stories about

Called savages and made them sick and took their lighter skinned kids away

And then I see you on your knees when you pray

As if your blood hasn’t been the only blood left in vein

And you think I say his name in vain

God damn

God damn

God damn

I’m sick of it

God damn

god damn

god damn

We’re getting into the thick of it

I want free love, less war, different kinds of legal drugs, doctors who give a fuck, and a community that holds hands when we are hurting

Instead of using hands to point fingers and paint pictures that tell stories

About a god with such glory

That nothing else comes close

But if we were made in his image

What the fuck do you mean, no,

We can do whatever we want so

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