Love so Loose
Why must my rights be stripped for a dime?
Being a four letter word
But losing it power each year
Is saddening
I wish we knew what love was and kept it near
But what if that love was barbed up to the point we never can even cross that border for safety and reassurance?
What if LOVE was actually equal for once?
Let’s sit in delusion since that is what they deem
My body to be
My love to be
My choice to be me
Love should be the most selfish but selfless thing you do or act in
I was raised by what love is in Luke , Roman’s , and 1st Corinthians
They said love is what
Patient and kind
It does not what
Boast or be envy
Love is not
Proud to claim
Our bodies
Our genders
Our choices to be property
See, but I think that’s what so many have forgotten
Is that love is so grand, but given so little of credit or recognition.
I am so sorry they didn’t love you properly or whole heartedly
To the depths that not even the sea can see it. You see how the sea is where we all say our love has gone?
But, we never seen it
I think the most important part that everyone forgets is love
is
not
self seeking
So to seek temporary happiness in the bliss of what they do one time or even to strip away their rights to love
Is disheartening.
Love is used so loosely to the point we are slowly creating a noose around our necks to entrap what was once the suffocation of the love we felt, but we never realize we are hanging on a willow tree
Just low enough to be able to be saved, but left as a stray.
The feeling that we continue to find a quick fix as if it will fix it
but we know it will never fulfill it
I think
That is why we love our vices more than ourselves
We love the temporary
Until the pain comes and reigns for its day
Where we must sit there and be judged by someone who has said our love
Our bodies
Our voices
Our choices are:
Compulsive
Erratic
Demonic
Inhumane
A shame
To the USA
A shame to love unapologetically to the extent my vows will be sonnets of how we first met, or even how we never started until the end.
Through trials and tribulations
Our love was and has always been hyper fixated
Outcasted
And worst of all
Told it would never be love.
I would love to say I have this love thing figured out
But, honestly I don’t
And I think it’s because Project 2025
Is going to make it harder for me to have a choice
A voice
An opportunity for my love to be sanctioned and allowed
If we don’t vote
Do you see the patterns of where there is a lack of love
and they want to simply put a new building over it
like they have done to all the lost souls
that were fighting for the equality of all in the name of
peace
love
and
happiness
Where is that ?
Where can I find love
in a land filled with hate that creates a martyr of a man trying to take us back instead of propel us further?
It’s like Tupac and many of the greats said
We’re making a race full of babies that hate the ladies that what
make the babies
So
Tell the woman who couldn’t have a choice and died on the table for a pregnancy that was rape why she was a poor unfortunate soul
Tell the families being separated because they are “aliens” they are less human than others
Tell the families with RIP Tees that their baby was once again a casualty to the system
Tell the millions of trans women and men who are called brave for choosing to be who they are for their pride
But why they cannot be human or accepted as a man or woman.
I wish you would tell us why my love is to be seen under a microscope to the extent their are studies being done why my genetic makeup is flawed
My chemical imbalance can be shoved with medications that create a displacement in my mental station in order to be seen as enough as functioning.
For what
For Who
They will change the channel on my body, on my mind. To where I am a deemed a political threat to human kind just like the rest that we have seen time and time again put to their final rest.
Not by their choice
But THEIR choice.
Is that really love or do we have a noose around our neck that simply makes us a puppet instead
Complicit to the mess the government has created
Without proper legislation
But I guess that’s what happen when they take way our voice and choice to even just say
I love - without it being too much
I guess I should stop
the ones in charge are back from lunch,and over deli sandwiches they will say my intellect is not enough.
So all I have to do now is
Hope and vote


Comments (1)
It is a nice judgement. Oh, I am very careful when writing political poems.