i am quite angry that no one is here
to see my pain as I see it.
Where are the mourners to sacrifice the cry
or the down trodden to alleviate my pain.
I am not above or below you in this pain
We are together. Not apart.
We are together. Not apart.
Do you here me? can you hear me
in the midst of your pain?
If only we could meet in some sphere
where two could meet without judgement
would you look at me with the eerie eyes I am afraid of
or would you look at me with the accepting eyes I need
It’s up to you.
Eerie or accepting
It’s your choice how you respond.
Because I am who I am.
Will you be with me?
by Carolyn Hunter
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