God
You love
My eccentricity
Where I
Gravitate
Towards
Nicks and Taylor
No bubblegum pop
Where I keep
Loving those
Who don’t return
The favor
So easy
To hate
What we don’t like
Myself included
Have to let
You rid me
Of my biases
MLK Jr
Said hate
Was too big
A burden to bear
When will
We learn
You know
My dreams
But right now
You want my soul
Before the world
Crushes it
Glory
Records
To be remembered
And yet
Everything
With time
Is eclipsed
Broken
Waiting
To be conquered
Cerebral Palsy
Forces me
To live
In reality
One that
Isn’t pretty
Or forgiving
Yet acceptance
Of the
Immense privilege
I have
That you provide
Kindness
In unexpected ways
from R's rue https://ift.tt/Me7JhRH
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