Why do we shame them?
Why do we hate the for who they are?
Why do we harass them,
Insult them,
kill them..
They,
Lesbian,
Gay,
Transgender,
Too many types to count,
They are people too,
they are us too.
We all see the sun set,
It is beautiful,
The sky on fire...
But some,
some have nothing.
Nobody to watch the sunset with,
to kiss,
to love...
Empty Sunsets
These mountains, these hills,
The titans of nature.
What do they think of us?
Scurrying animals?
Fools?
We abandon the greatest things we have
We abandon our mountains and our valleys,
Forests and plains,
All now being destroyed,
But does anyone know why?
The times you can break youself out of your cage for a day,
wander the idyllic landscape of the rhythm
and climb the beat
When you get that extra boost of courage to talk to her,
to ask for help,
to look beyond the hole you dug,
and to build back up