Love is love

I am writing not to flaunt 

But because my sanity is at risk

I've been staring at an empty sheet

while my anguish heart

Is raging against its cage

Seeking freedom from its dank cell

Mourning from the judgment of murky society

Oh dear, am I walking on the wrong side of heaven?

But the path is too righteous to be in hell

I heard so many voices, a mouthful of hatred

They're gaze of anger burning us to ashes 

Throwing stones at the stump where I stand

Oh God, this is your people who claim to love you

What have I done to hate me this way?

I ONLY LOVE . . .