"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Sunday, May 29, 2011

A Tin Foil Fool

You are a tin foil fool
wrapped in your shiny superiority,
thinking you know all the answers.

Judgment oozes from your pores.
The smile on your face not a smile,
there is no kindness or humor in it.

Don’t tell me who I am to love.
I didn’t ask for your permission.
My heart is my own.

Condemn me with your words,
chain your temple doors,
place a sign “Do not enter.”

I live by one simple rule,
treat others as you
wish to be treated.

I can not look at people
with a set of rule books,
a checklist of acceptance.

Love is a gift given to me
with only one condition,
I am to pass it on.


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