This Is Who I Am Poem by Katherine H. Belle

lost in a sea of translatory confusion

what in this world is now right?

by the same token, what is wrong?

your nausiating voice of opinion, makes me queezy

your insulting vulgar language, makes me ill

what right have you to tell me im wrong?

FREEDOM OF SPEECH

ah yes, freedom of speech

but if you bring up that

then i must counter point your opinion

FREEDOM OF EXPRESSION


EQUALITY TO ALL MEN

Oh, but then agian,

GOD

he says im wrong too doesnt he?

he tells you in his whispering booming voice that i am wrong

your faith in him is blinded

do you not know your own beliefs?

treat everyone as equals.

do not judge them for what they are,

rather accept them, and rejoice in your brotherhood

for we are all his children, we are all of the same blood

of the poisoned fruit

of the blatent incestuous relationship between mother and son

yes my ingorant, blinded brother,

relate to me as your faith tells you to

or be doomed to hell and torment

by the same god that you call your own.