what if there was a place
where men could cry
and being born a woman was seen as an accomplishment.
gay men and women are nothing but that,
gay and happy.
if that world existed,
wars might come to a halt,
children might not starve anymore,
and barriers will be a thing of the past.
however,
my head remains on the pillow
and the cloud above my head weeps like a willow,
sighing in dismay that our reality
is everything but that of a dream.
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Poetry- a compilation of slam poetry/ narrative poetry about the labels we put on ourselves and others, internal contracts, hardships, and difficulties. however, we will overcome and defeat because everyone that said we couldn't, were wrong. we just have...
