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Light a Candle for Them
How dare you forget?
Light your candles and watch the withering flame
Pray and hope and say you have faith
But always remember what made it this way
How dare you turn a blind eye?
Innocent girls are corrupted but paid to them no solace
Because they fear ridicule and you feed the fabrications
You, high in your clouds, come down before they fall!
Fall from decaying pedestals that once held them so pure and whole
What do you think happened? How can you believe such lies?
Regardless of social class or supporting backgrounds, they were innocents
No hair colour or make-up or clothing choice could prevent them from being victims
A man with a will to take isn’t particular in what he chooses to take
And a young girl paid the price and will never be saved
Because society tells her she is worthless, it was her fault
But she’ll never tell, because cracked lips don’t tell tales
How dare you not remember it will always be his fault?
How dare you judge?
You wouldn’t know, you haven’t lived their pain
And yet it is you who reprimands them because it is sin to love
Yes, that is what you tell your children
It is sin to love another being!
You say God doesn’t love the sinners but then what need for a God would there be?
While you lie and spew pure hatred from your veins I hope you realize
That if there is a God he loves all unconditionally
It does not matter whether a man and a woman, or two men or two women, share the same bed
Because what they know, what they feel is the love which bonds humans together
It does not scrutinize the meaning of the word
Yet you remain behind your screen and dispel your cruel words for the truth
But it isn’t truth it is your fiction
A reality you created inside your head because you can’t understand
You fear the unknown and that renders you an ignorant fool
To be ignorant is to laugh in the face of death even as its hand grips tightly around your throat
And the grip tightens because you refuse to see
Love isn’t fact that is defined by word and rule
Love can exist in places unbeknownst to your foul heart
And that is what you fear, though blindly you follow
How dare you judge what you won’t understand?
How dare you assimilate those of similar appearance?
A man can be cruel but that does not mean all men are cruel
You watch your television screens and you hate them
You hate them all because they are all the same
And you begin to look at you neighbours differently
Because they look like the villains from your television screens
Do you not realize what you have done?
The man that looks identical to you has committed crimes
But does that make you a criminal?
Does that make everyone of similar customs to you criminals?
No, it does not
So why is it that you isolate your neighbours?
They have committed no more crime than you
Their religion, their god is not evil
Their god did not make his people participate in such violent acts
Just as our God does not make our people sin
It is human choice but you refuse to believe it
How dare you not realize that no one man is similar based on appearances?
How dare you contain surprise?
When the people die and die and yet you still wonder
The innocent girl is no longer innocent, and not because of the man that took it
But you, you are the reason because you told her she was a filthy tramp!
And now she lies with the ground, a flower ripped from the earth
Yet you wonder why she chose to die and you still scorn her for her folly
Light a candle for her in the church but leave thinking it has already blown out
The lovers who you seemed to care so much about whether they were sharing a bed
They’re beaten by people who act on the will of God; they say they do His work
But it was never God’s wish to bury a lover
Light a candle for them too but judge on you will
Your neighbours, the rogues on the screen
They looked so similar, believed in the same religion
But they were not alike
Your neighbour, a father, was shot because he looked like the terrorist on the screen
Now his children are lost and their mother weeps
Light a candle for him but tell yourself he isn’t a follower of God
They were killed by society not by themselves or by peers
How dare you be surprised at their deaths when you are the one that killed them?
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