A Forgotton Poem – To Those Who Would Judge

I wrote this back in the Spring of this year. It is an expression of some deeply personal conflicts, and a plea to those prone to rush to judgment.

When does it all stop –
Embracing this foul hatred –
From so far away?

Arrogance or pride?
What makes it so plain for you –
That which puzzles me?

Would you stone them all –
Adulterers, perverts, queers?
Can YOU cast the first?

Suffering the same
You and I are no different
We can both feel pain

We both have a heart
With truth it only opens
With hate it slams shut

Water, carbon, more –
We are made from the same dust,
Brother and sister