At present, we are all equal, deserving of the same human rights. Still, there is not equity in life, our rights are not present equally. This poet awe weighs pines for just us…
Per Verse Equity
She pined
I ache for a world
Wear
Elders are appreciated, even revered
And the poet fooly quipped
Wrest easy
Your are in good
Company men
Women and children
Reckoned in kind
Weather experienced elders
Passionate youth
Caretakers of those unherd, not scene
Amid life cries
And grave worker be’s
Life is fare
No
One
Dares be tolled
You are awe
To be treated
In differently
That dive
Into like manor
Equal measures
Of vague dis saddest faction
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Under taking
That life long odyssey
Of straight up queer poetry
Spinning we’ll
Awe pine
Just
The same
