Outcast

I have been cast out by many

Scolded and ridiculed

and though the stones of

painful words have been thrown to me,

they cannot possibly know who I really am.

In this world, where

they have exiled me, there is nothing to fear.

They forget that God is everywhere and

can be found anywhere.

Different, I may be.

Untraditional, I may be.

But lost, I am not.

I know who I am and I love whom I love.

What sin is there in that?

For the love of one man to another

is not the path to hell.

I will not yield to them

or any force on Earth that orders me to hell.

I will remain as I am and

I will die as I am.

And since the world

has already judged me,

it really doesn't matter

only God will judge me

because HE is the only one

that understands what I am.

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