Wittness Affairs

Warning: To whom ever is offended by the content in my piece, remember, you shouldn't be offended by honesty. Our minds are all different and by what we express reflects on who we really are; as the same for what I'm talking about in this piece.

Homosexuality is not for me

Because it bothers me

Like flatus consuming all the air around me

I have a right to breathe

What do you expect of me?

It better be nothing less but honesty

Yet you show the world who you are

I never knew that a sexual preference has a great determination on a person

A definite define of a person

Simplicity is shown on how people take negativity

You have the ability to feel, and act as you wish

Pure sovranty on political power is what you wish

In reality, it is shown as an act of deceit

However, what really lies beneath?

To where your mind can somehow declare a racial creature

In which by choice, created from your own indenture

Why the Christian, in this time, is forced to submit to your vain politics?

Where in which we only see not the full word, but the prefix or suffix

You paint a picture that is not intact

Non spiritual and superficial, you vogue your appearance

To be something of which an illustration will show as confusion

Either to other people, or by your mind's own expression

Then you take away what was once free for us

Which in "some way" was granted to you only by permission

Where your art has convinced many and with no remorse have come to an acceptance

Which reveals the prophecies on the devil's appearance, and your true influence

Your influence, to our witness, is rivaled through out generations

Though in truth, spineless, but showing care for a young child

Which your influence is determined on the child's strength

You are diligent and aggressive, than any other incubator

Twisted, but clever, your parties have impala and glamour

Can fate be the only consequence?

Stricken with many mind inscriptions

Your history now shows your integrity

A new witness to obliteration

Which I say to you, because of my belief

Your new witness, to my witness, which I never will change

Your race somehow, changes through mood swing or burdened depression

Denial and suffocation, your breath is not freed of sound

You never will speak, because you are laid down

Your mind to which you chose this unremorseful fate

Suddenly you rise, but in forever darkness you now see with your own eyes

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