A response to the tragic mass slaughter in the Queer and Latino communities in Orlando
What do you say when tomorrow won't come
because you're gay or you wanted to dance
to the techno beat of a Latin drum?
When we can't keep evil from demanding fealty
and ambivalence shouts for the greatest loyalty?
When talking heads rant about terror and Muslims,
crying spilt milk over perverted customs
instead of the lives and loves of the radically joyful
and the homophobia that killed them.
Brothers and sisters
and sliding along
the spectrum of genders,
I love you
because of all you are.
I've got a pen in hand
to shout at the towers of power
and beg for change
from those too swayed
too comfortably stayed
by a back alley exchange
There is more to us
than letting them permit
us to commitment
to treat love like a holy writ.
Their arguments are counterfeit
given gas by a hypocrite.
Stop sitting down and commit
Raise your hands to prove it,
that we won't stop, won't quit,
not for anybody who needs it.
Not for anybody