You are my friends and I love you, I respect you.
But you cannot accept me,
You see the superficial in me,
What matters to you is my soul.
I am at your mercy when your words cut into my heart like a poison dagger
For knives and weapons may harm my flesh but words will kill me.
You claim that you only want what is best for me,
But my soul is mine alone and I do not want your faith.
I want to know that I am good, that I do good because I can
Yet I cannot be certain that you are good when you claim it is the work of another.
My friends, please stop fighting, you are all good
Why can you not see this?
You all seek peace and harmony and strive towards a common goal,
So why do you attack each other?
Why do you hate and lie and cheat and steal and call it faith?
I am not perfect, I do not claim to be, but I do not blame my inadequacies on a scapegoat,
I am human and my mistakes are mine alone.
Do not accuse me of evil because I do not share your faith.
I will be good, I am good without needing a soul,
Though you tell me my soul is damned.
My friends, you are all human, you are all good,
But one of you is green, another gold and one, red.
This is all you see, you label each other as these colours
And never see below the surface, you are tolerant.
I do not care,
I have never seen such colours,
Perhaps, as you believe, my world is dark, drab and grey.
But every person holds within them a shining bright light
So bright that it hurts to look at but it flickers every time you show hate
And my friends, it hurts me to see how the world has begun to darken.
My friends, I beg you, do not see me as that colour,
The only goal you all have in common, to share hate for my dark soul,
I beg you, see not my empty soul but my bright heart that overwhelms and substitutes an empty soul.
For we all share this life and the only true variations are superficial.
